winner is the more beautiful poem — language, image, structure, the thing that catches breath
~/139Searched and known. "Where can I flee from your presence?" — wings of the dawn, the depths, "even there your hand." Knit together in the womb, fearfully and wonderfully made, and then, without warning, the imprecation against enemies that lectionaries politely skip. Intimacy with a jagged edge.
~/88The darkest psalm. The only one that ends without turning: no vow of praise, no remembered mercy, just "darkness is my closest friend." Heman the Ezrahite files a complaint that God never answers, and the canon kept it anyway. Its presence in the psalter is a permission slip for despair spoken aloud to God.
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