Book Review: What Words May Come

This is an honest and well-prepared review of my book, Poetry of Faith. I have taken note of several key points mentioned and will keep them in mind moving forward to my next book. Thank you, H.R.R. Gorman (https://😉hrrgorman.wordpress.com), for this insightful, kind and excellent critique! Kev

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The Book

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What Words May Come
Author: Kevin D. Parish
2019
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Kevin Parish runs a great blog/website where he talked about this book and its imminent publication last year. His announcement included notice that the first copy went to his mom which, due to my own sensibilities, was a big deal to me. So, after effusive feelings and impulse decisions (not that I wouldn’t have bought it otherwise), I’m looking forward to this collection!

Non-Spoiler Review

One of the best parts about this book was that it was thematically on-point and stayed focused the entire time. Though Parish explored many facets of personal faith – from doubt and sacrifice to joy and friendship – the poetry did remain on the topic of a Christian faith journey…

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HORIZONS… a poem

The clouds on the horizon

They never do get near

A fleeting star shoots through the night

Out into the clear

Just beyond my reach again

Just beyond my heart

Maybe on the morrow

I can find a brand new start

If home is where the heart is

It’s where I want to be

Casting doubts and broken promises

Always a part of me

But I’ll keep on dreaming, yes

It’s what I always do

For one day on that horizon

I know that I’ll find you

WINTER'S LAST…

This is an early poem I wrote and sent to my son when he was studying music composition and voice at Ithaca College. This was early in his studies. He composed the music and he is the young man in the light blue sweater front and center. He also composed this voice parts for the piece. This is what he did with it! Follow the lyrics below. It is a little over five and a half minutes long. Enjoy!

WINTER’S LAST

Close your mouth and die

Your time is drawing near

Winter take your final breath

For Spring is on the clear

Forget your tawdry ways

They have no bearing true

Deny your foe if you so dare

It’s death that waits for you

Draw just one last time

Of air that deathly cools

As sun shines down upon the glade

Like Satan so Spring drools

Give all to this dreary night

As ever coming with

Tis Heaven’s choice for days of light

Goodbye ‘til next year’s pith