by Jeffrey Essmann
Sometimes I read the Psalms With somewhat the aplomb Of one who to a play attends And feels the piece’s swell Although he knows full well Exactly how the drama ends. I hear the psalmist churn As restlessly he yearns For a redemption yet unseen, But inwardly I smile At yearning reconciled By someone called The Nazarene.
Jeffrey Essmann is an essayist and poet living in New York. His poetry has appeared in numerous magazines and literary journals, among them Dappled Things, the St. Austin Review, The Society of Classical Poets, Amethyst Review, Agape Review, America Magazine, U.S. Catholic, Heart of Flesh Literary Journal, Edge of Faith, Pensive, and various venues of the Benedictine monastery with which he is an oblate. He is editor of the Catholic Poetry Room page on the Integrated Catholic Life website.