Tag Archives: Jane Kenyon

I Am the Blossom Pressed in the Book

By Robin Bates | Published: May 21, 2022

In this poem, Jane Kenyon speaks of moments that come with the force of revelation.

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Dancing in the Face of Darkness

By Robin Bates | Published: April 11, 2022

In “Evening Sun,” poet Kenyon remembers a life-affirming moment as a child that would bolster her as an adult.

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Let the Evening Come

By Robin Bates | Published: December 14, 2019

Jane Kenyon’s “Let Evening Come” takes the terror out of darkness by reminding that “God does not leave us comfortless.”

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Once There Was Light

By Robin Bates | Published: July 9, 2017

I turned to Jane Kenyon’s “Having It Out with Melancholy” when a friend’s illness suddenly took a turn for the worse.

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God Does Not Leave Us Comfortless

By Robin Bates | Published: April 9, 2013

As my father struggles to retain his memory, I think of Jonathan Swift.

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Yom Kippur – Disordered Souls Thirsting

By Robin Bates | Published: September 23, 2012

The spirit of Yom Kippur is captured through the harvest imagery of a Jane Kenyon poem.

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