kenyon redux – April 4


A lovely campus

and where is God

to whose glory it was begun

Have we bartered for

a tower of Babel instead.


Learned children,

do they learn of you

or only of their own creation

and leave behind your sense

of other.


We raise them up to go out

and grow, but not out of you.

Our prayer is that their hearts

are formed, that what they know

will not be lost. Please let it be.



This entry was posted in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.