This is a sonnet for All Saints Day. In it I am giving thanks for the poet-saints who have been my guides on my pilgrimage through this world. There are so many for whom I am grateful, but these especially have had an ongoing influence. Thank you Lord, for your people.
There are lines or allusions to each of the poets pictured. See if you can pick out where the references are. The poets are John Donne, George Herbert, Malcolm Guite, John Milton, William Shakespeare, C.S. Lewis, Dante Alighieri, and Edmund Spenser.
Midway upon the journey of my life
Lost, having wandered from the straight way,
In this world weary of sadness and strife
You became my guide, mio maestro e autore.
Following your lead into verse I stray
Browsing midst the meter and rhyme
Imagination bodies forth, bright as day,
And leads me up the encircling climb.
Dissevering, your backward mutters unwind,
Dispelling, each volta’s gospel paradox
Singing, timelessness singing into time
Entering, as heaven in ordinary unlocks.
In your spell of song, this pilgrim finds habitation,
A concord midst the lyric lines, my reconciliation.
© Randy Edwards 2016