Holiness can be a bit sneaky. It can visit us during the most ordinary, mundane moments leaving us stunned and breathless with surprise. Sometimes we don’t recognize… Read more “Looking for Holiness, week 1”

The cells of both your bodies started multiplying each on a night when the moon was full so now I hear your howling and shrieking a wild… Read more “Beast-Keeping (or, a love poem to my kids)”

by Sarah CR Clark, in honor of 7/4/2019 These bright tents call us to weekly worship and so, we gather,             by bike by car by stroller… Read more “The Farmers Market”

I’m not proud of this thing I’m about to admit.  Yet this thing remains so persistent every year that I can no longer deny it. I’m an… Read more “This is Not an Easter sermon.”

This poem (created by Sarah CR Clark) was made in 2015 and filmed by Laura Backman.

a cicada celebrated the morning by creaking open its hard shell revealing raw wild skin and wings (by Sarah CR Clark, fall 2018)

Our bodies burst for wanting to magnify You, O God- so we cross our fingers, take a deep breath and break out in four-part refrains- rejoicing in… Read more “A Magnificat”

Sarah CR Clark is a writer in St. Paul, MN. She is a winner of the St. Paul Sidewalk Poetry Contest and has published poetry in the… Read more “About Sarah”