Shekinah Glory

One of Our Greatest Living Poets
March 29, 2007, 3:50 am
Filed under: Christianity, God, Grace, Lent, literature, Poetry, Religion, Spirituality, thoughts

In fair weather, the shy past keeps its distance.
Old loves, old regrets, old humiliations
look on from afar. They stand back under the trees.
No one would think to look for them there.

But in fog they come closer. You can feel them
there by the road as you slowly walk past.
Still as fence posts they wait, dark and reproachful,
each stepping forward in turn.

Ted Kooser


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Was not this poet your teacher at one time?

I shared this poem at our staff meeting Thursday.

It made me look well read, thanks.


Comment by jesse quam

I took a night class at the University of Nebraska with Ted. At the time he was a poet/insurance underwriter. I guess that was good preperation for become the U.S. Poet laureate.

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