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Psalm 4: A Night Prayer

in Uncategorized on 05/04/23

In graduate school I learned about demons.
They are the most awake during the hours
of two and three.
That's what the film director told us.

"Scott Derrickson wants to scare you,"
the man who introduced him said,
and he said something too about transcendental darkness.
I think that was supposed to be the lesson,
but Scott said, "Turn out the lights!"
he said, "Make it darker!"
and the Santa Fe mountains disappeared
behind the curtains that swooped out the light
and he showed us a movie about a girl named Emily
and she was screaming 
and she was sick
- possessed, I guess.

Answer me when I call
God,
What is the lesson I am supposed to learn here?
What does transcendental darkness mean?
What was Emily's favorite toy?
When did she learn to ride a bike?
What was her favorite color?
Was she left or right-handed?
Did she have a favorite book, and did she know
how to bake chocolate chip cookies
and what it feels like to dive into water
on a July afternoon?

Be angry and do not sin
David tells us
I am too afraid to be angry
I am too afraid

I shove myself into a corner in the bathroom
where I fled to
I cry for Emily
I cry for my girls
I cry for myself
For all of us
who are boundlessly consumed

Turn it into enchantment
Turn it into the stuff of redemption:
dough rising in a bowl underneath a kitchen cloth
paintbrushes dipped in color and pointing to a blank canvas
harmony from our differences to make an old song new

The stubborn donkey
who waits
hoping to be used

Answer me when I call.

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  1. Kate says

    April 6, 2023 at 6:10 pm

    Callie, I read your old entry on this topic a few months ago and it resonated with me. Thank you for this.

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  2. Jody Collins says

    August 3, 2023 at 2:51 pm

    Callie, what a creative take on Psalm 4, especially those last lines,
    “The stubborn donkey
    who waits
    hoping to be used”
    Wow.
    (headed over here via Megans’ post today 8.3.23)

    Reply
    • Callie Feyen says

      August 3, 2023 at 5:19 pm

      Thank you, Jody. Haha! That was a fun moment when those lines came to me.
      And this wonderful Psalm project is all Megan’s fault. She’s the one who introduced me to a poem written about Psalm 23, and wrote about it on her Substack.

      Reply

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Hi! I’m Callie. I’m a writer and teacher living in Ann Arbor, Michigan. I write Creative Nonfiction, and in my oldest daughter Hadley’s words, I “use my imagination to add a bit of sparkle to the story.” I’m a contributor for Coffee+Crumbs, Off the Page, Makes You Mom, and Relief Journal. My writing has also been featured on Art House America, Tweetspeak Poetry, Good Letters, and Altarwork, and in 2014 I was one of the cast members of the Listen To Your Mother DC show.

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