Love Calls Us To The Things Of This World Comments

'The morning air is all awash with angels'. I wish that were true in the morning sometimes. I also identify with, 'Oh, let there be nothing on earth but laundry'. A fine metaphysical poem.

the sould shrinks from all that it is about to remember, from the punctual rape of every blessed day... This is the reality of living in the real world But I feel as if I have been given a reprieve, a stay of execution when I come to Bring them down from their ruddy gallows. and I feel lke the only mistake made in this poem is a missing exclamation mark. It is a divine and generous impulse here that wishes to absolve us in this poem. I feel blessed every time I read or recall it.

I like this poem alot. It gave me the feeling ofr coming together as one with the world

What a metaphor: redemption and purification through laundry!