Psalms of All my Days, Patrice de La Tour du Pin, translated by Jennifer Grotz, from Psalm 17:
"It's not just under my feet, the earth-
even my eyes, my head are filled with it.
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And it's not from a distance that I hear its groan,
but from my ear's own flesh, from my mind.
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When my voice delivers praise, my God,
it issues from a throat of clay.
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Furrowed by waters that are not pure,
gushing down with all my senses."
Raised in Oklahoma, Evelyn Reynolds earned her MFA in poetry from Indiana University, where she is also pursuing a PhD in medieval English literature. Her work explores intersections between faith, nature, music, and suffering. She was most recently published in Eborakon's inaugural issue.