Poets used to write primarily for God
Or about the kinds of people who take long and dangerous trips in search of God.
Their tools were images and symbols that could “light up the truth” –
Truth that uninspired reason, by itself, wasn’t able to touch – much less attain.
I believe poets are ready to return to these artistic/spiritual roots –
Pouring out light into our contemporary darkness,
Displaying literary compassion to sustain people through their Trumpian confusion –
Along with uncovering intimations of a God hidden in plain sight
Behind all the materialism now drenching our greed-stunned world.