My Barefoot Rank

Though we are all sorry sinners not worthy to sing Gods praises we must. The trick is to not let concerns for Christian stealth transform us into poets who end up serving a second master. Platform has its draw but we cant let a wide concern for Catholic culture become no culture at all. We cant be so concerned with success that our poems lose their distinguishing content. Jesus is Lord of all the earth. Using a conversational style lifted from Collins and Coleridge these poems seek to bring a world to light where He has always been alive and active where he reigns in complete power worthy of all our praise. May He forgive us all our sins and change us in the twinkling of His eye before our journey ends. A compelling pleasure. . . . David Craig longs for the eternal amid the pleasures and trials of the quotidian. He catches glimpses of the everlasting that reveal the larger coherence his mortal place in the immortal plan. These lovely lyrical meditations are self-effacing but also self-assured the expression of a self-creating sacrifice: Oh great God of the universe / hear us as we move our losses aside / Let that be our voice our answer. --Andrew Hudgins author of A Clown at Midnight: Poems Barefoot and unadorned these poems confide in an unpretentious voice. Eschewing ambition largeness notoriety they accept the small ordinary and unkempt. And yet in their honest appraisal of our lives and ourselves they can become / a listening place a place of transformation reminding us of the necessary humility for grace open to what can be found in the lost and the least open to God. --Eric Potter professor of English Grove City College author of Things Not Seen This is David Craigs twenty-third psalm/book and his sixth book of poetry in the last five years. Hed like to thank his wife Linda his kids his poetry friends and his students for offering the life that has made its way into these poems. Christ is risen!