I love how stanza 1 of your poem interprets the wilderness in the modernness of the pursuits you allude to (and how your imagining of it provides freshness to all the narcissus-talk around social media and its purpose/effects).
The echo-voice’s arrival & words remind me of Francis Thompson’s “The Hound of Heaven” -- a tale that isn’t that far off from any of us at any point in history is it?
“Because when his kindness finds you
It can keep you forever.”
This.
Definitely saw the Panicseed Sprouted Everywhere references in the third stanza.
I really like the use of Shackleton’s experience for part 4 of the poem.
As for title lines -- the ones you headed the post with really work well for me, too
Or this bit --
“Almost a dream itself but there it was again.”
Which captures the way God’s mercy often feels beyond us but won’t leave us alone
I love how stanza 1 of your poem interprets the wilderness in the modernness of the pursuits you allude to (and how your imagining of it provides freshness to all the narcissus-talk around social media and its purpose/effects).
The echo-voice’s arrival & words remind me of Francis Thompson’s “The Hound of Heaven” -- a tale that isn’t that far off from any of us at any point in history is it?