Live at Broadkill Review are two poems from my ongoing series of poems about whether or not God/god has a body, and what that might mean for our own bodies and our own holiness. Up at Broadkill are “All Beings Yearn,” which references Jewish morning liturgy and Rav. Kook, before diving into the climate catastrophe that is barreling towards us, and “the mind a galaxy the life a cell” which opens with a beautiful line borrowed from poet Jane Mead: I am not equal to my longing

Find the poems here.