“Of Many Ways to Make a Poem” by Day Williams

Sonnet 85

Of many ways to make a poem, let
Me tell you one: First, you ignore the phones
(A habit you acquire when you’re in debt);
And second, you write letters to your foes

And tell them how their hatred helped you grow
Much bigger; third, you wiggle all your toes
Behind a light and watch the silhouettes
On walls which run with beads of jogger sweat.

You are not done. You have to rip your heart
From your chest and gaze through a microscope
To know for whom it beats, and why, and where.

For forty days behold great works of art.
Then take a pen or pencil hooked to hope
And faith and love, and write about your cares.

~Day Williams

 

April 8: Magic

Day Williams created this graphic depiction of this date.
April 8
 Magic

266.

Put on all the armor that God gives, so you can defend yourself against the devil’s tricks.

–Ephesians 6:11

267.
When the wicked one appears, Satan will pretend to work all kinds of miracles, wonders, and signs. Lost people will be fooled by his evil deeds. They could be saved, but they will refuse to love the truth and accept it. So God will make sure that they are fooled into believing a lie.

–2 Thessalonians 2:9-10

 

268.

But I will tell you what will happen to cowards and to everyone who is unfaithful or dirty-minded or who murders or is sexually immoral or uses witchcraft or worships idols or tells lies. They will be thrown into that lake of fire and burning sulfur. This is the second death.

–Revelation 21:8

 

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EXODUS CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

“Use acacia wood to build an altar

Seven and a half feet square and four and

A half feet high, and make each of the four

Top corners stick up like a bull’s horn. Then

Cover the entire altar with some bronze,

Including the four horns. All altar gear

Also has to be made of bronzeBthe pans

For the hot ashes, shovels, sprinkling bowls,

Meat forks, and fire pans. Midway up the altar

Construct a ledge around it; cover up

The altar’s bottom half with a bronze grating

That’s ornamental, then attach a ring

Of bronze beneath the ledge at the four altar

Corners, and cover two acacia wood

Poles with some bronze and put them through the rings

For carrying the altar. Build the altar

With the same shape as an open box,

In the shape of an open box, just as

I showed you on the mountain.” The LORD said:

“Around the sacred tent construct a courtyard

One hundred fifty feet long on the south

And north and seventy‑five feet wide on

The east and west. Use twenty bronze posts on

Bronze stands for south and north, and for the west

Use ten. Then hang a curtain of fine linen

Upon the posts along each of these three

Side, using silver hooks and rods. Place three

Bronze posts on each side of the entrance at

The east and hang a curtain seven and

A half yards wide upon each set of posts.

You must use four more of these posts to make

The entrance way, then hang a curtain on

Them that’s embroidered with fine linen ten

Yards long and woven with blue, purple, and

Red wool. The curtains that surround the courtyard

must be two and a half yards high and shall

Be hung from the bronze posts with silver hooks

And rods. The rest of the equipment for

The sacred tent has to be made of bronze,

And that includes the tent pegs and the pegs

Used for the curtain that surrounds the courtyard.”

The LORD told Moses: “Tell the Israelites

To hand to you the purest olive oil

So that the lamp keeps burning in front of

The curtain that divides the holy place

From the most holy place, where you will keep

The sacred chest. Priest Aaron and his sons

Are bound the keep the lamp alight each night

Inside the sacred tent. The Israelites

Have to obey this order day and night.”

God told Moses:

Love Slipped By – Poem by Day Williams

My truck broke down in Nashville, and my coins
Would not have bought a slice of cherry pie; 
I hitched a pickup ride to cool Des Moines
And shaved some vagrants in a poker dive.

Claire loved me well, or so she said, until
She left me for an Elvis lookalike; 
He had the sneer, the sequins, boots and pills, 
And he could croon a love song to a mike.

When I recall her round red Irish face, 
I want to sock his nose and watch him bleed: 
He never understood his proper place
And never did respect a man in need.

Cards I control: I deal them low or high: 
I wish I had not let that love slip by. 
Day Williams