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      February 26, 2015For Jeff, on the Anniversary of His DeathRichard Spilman

      We have come to the point
      where death will sever
      what once made us whole
      and what may be has not
      yet announced itself.
      You have gone before
      to scout this new world
      for those of us afraid
      there might be more
      than just death, and life
      after, that in fact
      what we have known
      so knowingly might be
      only part of the story,
      the rest as amazing as
      the shock of a bomb
      hidden in a bouquet
      of flowers given on a
      street corner by a veiled
      girl with beautiful eyes.
      You have gone before,
      you have taken her gift,
      breathed the scent
      of her flowers, lost
      yourself in her eyes.

      from #45 - Fall 2014

      Richard Spilman

      “We all have faith—faith that the garbage we leave at the curb will be picked up, that the patch on the right front tire won’t blow on the freeway, that the air we breathe will satisfy our lungs. But faith in God is something entirely different—embracing not only the insubstantial but the nothingness that precedes all creation. Kierkegaard compared faith to jumping off a cliff, but it’s not nearly so dramatic or (thinking of Wile E. Coyote) so comic. But it does require, on good days, the ability to live not as if the world were transformed by my internal vision but as if I can be transformed by the inner heat of a world that, even at its most magical, is never what it seems to be.”

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