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Amen. A beautiful word of Peace, Shalom, and healing for the world of criticism and commentary. O Lord, may this tone and posture inform the work of cultural and literary analysis done in academic journals. Use cultural commentators and critics to partner with your Spirit, and to renew the face of the earth.

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Very beautiful. Sounds like the muse from Milton's Paradise Lost mixed with the Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi. How often do we stop and pray before we write? And before we use language, period? Beautifully done. Thanks so sharing this.

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Love this part especially:

"I ask, when I have finished

writing, that all I have said, or tried to

say,

may gesture at last beyond itself towards

you"

Amen. Thank you for sharing!

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Yes, the word: In the beginning was the word and the word was with God. The word as creator of things and maker of poetry.

I've heard of Guite before. He is a good poet and this piece here I like and read with joy. Thanks for sharing it. Good read!

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Such a beautiful reminder, especially as I prepare to sit down and write. Thank you for this!

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Our family owns the first volume of "Every Moment Holy"--what a treasure! I love the liturgies themselves, and I love the concept behind them.🤍

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This is one of the best modern liturgies I’ve ever read. Thank you, Malcolm Guite.

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Absolutely loved this! Beautifully penned as an author sharing words from THE WORD.

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I couldn’t love this more.

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I absolutely love Every Moment Holy Liturgies. Thank you for sharing this one…

“allowed by you to be a word-bearer.”

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I found this to be one of the most inspiring liturgies in Volume III. So beautiful.

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LOVE this. As a writer, I kept saying Amen. Thanks, Malcolm.

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Amen

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Amen.

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True words

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Your poem reminded me of a rather briefer one I put out recently, as a note:

In the beginning was the word

and the word was made flesh

and the flesh made poems

that lived among us.

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