Religious Poetry

The Pilgrim's Progress is written as a dream by author John Bunyan, a strict religious man with Puritan beliefs who began writing the book while imprisoned for his religious convictions. The dream is of a man named Christian who is tormented by spiritual anguish. A spirit guide appears to him and explains to him the path he must take to salvation.

Gibran considered The Prophet his greatest achievement. He said: "I think I've never been without The Prophet since I first conceived it in Mount Lebanon. It seems to have been a part of me....I kept the manuscript four years before I delivered it over to my publisher because I wanted to be sure, I wanted to be very sure, that every word of it was the very best I had to offer."

Annie Zook struggles to keep her promise to her preacher father to abandon her art and prove her worthiness to "join church". At the same time she is dangerously close to succumbing to another forbidden desire - a relationship with the handsome Englisher whose interest in her is more than mere curiosity. Yet Ben Martin has secrets of his own.

Antes de conocer a Jim y enamorarse de él, Christine se había enamorado de su música. Ahora es su marido, y está claro que nunca llegará a ser una estrella del rock. Su situación económica no es muy buena. Ha pasado mucho tiempo desde que Dios la visitó - bajo la insólita apariencia de un joven montado en una Harley Davidson - para indicarle el camino hacia la felicidad con sus palabras sencillas y sabias. Tanto, que casi le parece un sueño.

In the gentle world of one of England’s beautiful old cathedral towns, crisis looms: Funds are short, and the cathedral is in need of major repair. One faction of the community argues that the obvious solution is to abolish the expensive, and nowadays rather irrelevant, boys’ choir. But of course, there are those who disagree: the choir school’s headmaster, a conscientious scholar somewhat out of his depth with his elusive, poetical wife; the cathedral organist and choirmaster, brilliant, wayward, and in love with the lead chorister’s married mother; the former lead chorister, now twenty-three and directionless....

I Love Hearing Your Dreams is a book of reveries, of failed elegies, of “the last time that things were real” and the moments that come afterward. These are dream songs for an age of insomnia, where the poet is always awake “at that oddest hour / that does not end, / the crooked, unnumbered one” and the future seems to be “just the past in a suit / that will never be in style.” Yet dreams in Matthew Zapruder’s poems are also a place of possibility, of reality envisioned anew—sleep shows us not merely what the world is, but what it could be.

Poetry, like religion, is the practice of wonder—a way of being open, a way of reaching out to touch the hem of the world’s garment. Like the great spiritual teachers, poetry invites us to be radically present, to inhabit the world a little more closely, to attend a little more lovingly, with an awareness beyond the mere mind. The numinous shines right before our eyes, nonchalantly hidden, poorly disguised. God lurks in the shadowy places.

La Abuela Marta ******************* Una mañana soleada; con el cielo iluminado, El gato negro y el blanco afuera habían caminado; Para calentarse en el sol; toda esa tarde aprovechaban, Y los últimos días calurosos de junio así disfrutaban.

It ain't easy being saved, sanctified, and single. Try being a once divorced, now widowed single mother of two on top of that. Thank God, the Lord built Paige Vanderdale to be able to bear all of those titles without becoming weary to the point of giving up. From the outside looking in, that life looks good on her. On the inside, though, Paige is coveting what so many others around her seem to have, which is true love.

Lillian Haswell, brilliant daughter of the local apothecary, yearns for more adventure and experience than life in her father's shop and their small village provides. She also longs to know the truth behind her mother's disappearance, which villagers whisper about but her father refuses to discuss. Opportunity comes when a distant aunt offers to educate her as a lady in London

For the past decade, Lemn Sissay has composed a short poem as dawn breaks each morning. Life-affirming, witty and full of wonder, these poems chronicle his own battle with the dark and are fuelled by resilience and defiant joy. Let the Light Pour In is a collection of the best of these poems, and a book celebrating this morning practice.

It’s Christmas in Houston, and homicide detective Roland March is on the hunt for a killer. A young woman’s brutal stabbing in an affluent neighborhood bears all the hallmarks of a serial murder. The only problem is that March sent the murderer to prison 10 years ago. Is it a copycat - or did March convict the wrong man? Alienated from his colleagues, and with a growing rift in his marriage, March receives a series of taunting messages from the killer. The bodies pile up, the pressure builds, and the violence reaches too close to home.

Cuento de Navidad para niños *********************************** Todos sabemos que hay magia que cada año viene, En que se aproxima la Navidad y cuando cae la nieve, En una pequeña villa toda llena de iluminación, Un hombre de nieve estaba de guardia con dedicación.

Anabeth had dreams but put them aside to marry the young pastor chosen by her parents. When she gives birth to Jessie Belle after several miscarriages, the little girl becomes her world, but status and respect means everything to Anabeth. When her daughter threatens to destroy the perfectly painted family picture that Anabeth has created, she is forced to make some choices and keep secrets that will haunt her for the rest of her life.

Amaryllis Price is back and wreaking havoc on the lives of those around her. After witnessing Randall Loomis leave with a new wife and family, she starts a new chapter. She decides to move to Las Vegas to live with her sister, attorney at law Michelle Denise Price. Michelle is engaged to Minister James Bradley, and it doesn’t take long for Amaryllis to become envious. She wishes to destroy Michelle’s fairy-tale relationship and take James away for herself. Amaryllis concocts an evil recipe for destruction, but this devilish diva is about to get a dose of her own medicine.

This inspiring collection, edited by Pádraig ó Tuama, presents fifty poems about what it means to be alive in the world today. Each poem is paired with Pádraig's illuminating commentary that offers personal anecdotes and generous insights into the content of the poem. Engaging, accessible and inviting, Poetry Unbound is the perfect companion for everyone who loves poetry and for anyone who wants to go deeper into poetry but doesn't necessarily know how to do so.

Sheridan S. Davis, author of Saved Sex, Pretty for a Dark-Skin Girl, and I’m Nobody’s Ruth is all too familiar with Chicago’s church scene. The city, mostly known for its heavily portrayed violence in media, is also the birthplace of Gospel music and has a rich history in God. As a church girl herself, Sheridan decided to pen a fictional tale about the friendship between five church girls. Join Shyanne, Selena, Kyra, Miriam, and Lisa as they plow through the ups and downs of friendship.

Catherine R. Berra presents her first collection of lyrical poetry, tenderly weaving through the emotional phases of the human condition, and shining a light on our mutual quest for understanding life’s lessons.

Visceral and astonishing, Paul Tran's debut poetry collection All the Flowers Kneeling investigates intergenerational trauma, sexual violence, and U.S. imperialism in order to radically alter our understanding of freedom, power, and control. In poems of desire, gender, bodies, legacies, and imagined futures, Tran’s poems elucidate the complex and harrowing processes of reckoning and recovery, enhanced by innovative poetic forms that mirror the nonlinear emotional and psychological experiences of trauma survivors.

“Ese cepillo de dientes que tienes en la mano, De verdad que para mí es un villano. Demasiada pasta de dientes, un dulce necesito, Aliméntame por favor, al menos solo un poquito. Tu cepillo no me deja alcanzar lo que quiero, Deseo escarbar y taladrar un agujero, Sé que te dolería, pero no me importa, ¡Por favor, detente ya; mi ser ya no soporta!”