Before we dive into Crossroads IV, let’s take a look back at a few pieces from Crossroads III. Here is a beautiful piece of poetry from Stella Sokolowki published in last year’s anthology. Thanks Stella!
Could it be Him?
Stella Sokolowski
When Apollo’s smile
Beams down upon
Mourning hours of dawn
We conglomerate – in grief
And ask ourselves
Could it be Him?
Could it be Him?
When liberty, she rear her head
And her sharp bell chime
With resounding assurance
We shout and chant
Could it be Him?
Could it be Him?
When adversity
We change our course
And circumspect
We can’t but wonder
Could it be Him?
Could it be Him?
And when sinners and saints
Intersect-under watchful gaze
And judgment strikes-
For will and purpose
We repeat with relenting tone
Could it be Him?
Could it be Him?
And when form
Is not fitting
For the written strictures
And unspoken formula
Subconscious questions
Could it be Him?
Could it be Him?
And when innocence
Does she purge
And burden she bear
As remittance
Our conclusion follows
Could it be Him?
Could it be Him?
And when massacre
Does ensue, and His divine strength
Does not present itself
We chatter in glee
Where must He be?
Did He not impede?
Could we succeed?
And confidence creeps on
Of apparent consent
And poisons justice, or reason
And then we tell
A beggar’s tale
And call subservience – gratitude
As what can be best descried as – blatantly –
Insurance