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Date(s) - 08/24/2018 - 08/30/2018
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And finally, a poem about creation . . .

Morning Person

by Vassar Miller*


God, best at making in the morning, tossed

stars and planets, singing and dancing, rolled

Saturn’s rings spinning and humming, twirled the earth

so hard it coughed and spat the moon up, brilliant

bubble floating around it for good, stretched holy

hands till birds in nervous sparks flew forth from

them and beasts – lizards, big and little, apes,

lions, elephants, dogs and cats cavorting,

tumbling over themselves, dizzy with joy when

God made us in the morning too, both man

and woman, leaving Adam no time for

sleep so nimbly was Eve bouncing out of

his side till as night came everything and

everybody, growing tired, declined, sat

down in one soft descended Hallelujah.

*Vassar Miller (1924 – 1998) began writing as a child, composing on a typewriter due to the cerebral palsy which affected her speech and movement. Three of her twenty books won the annual poetry prize of the Texas Institute of Letters. In 1982 and 1988 Miller was named Poet Laureate of Texas, and in 1997 she was named to the Texas Women’s Hall of Fame by the Governor’s Commission for Women.