Neel’s Gap

Wordsworth wrote an endless poem in blank verse on” the growth of a poet’s mind.”  I shall attempt a more modest feat for a more distracted age: a blog, “Things which a Lifetime of Trying to Be a Poet has Taught Me.”

 We have a natural hunger for wild places.  We want them accessible even if we do not want to live in them permanently.  Even that is getting to be harder.



Curtal Sonnet # 7


It’s amazing how the traffic noise can carry

Across the ridges and the open spaces.

This is the wilderness to eyes, but ears

Find it a good sight harder job to parry

Civilization just by changing places.

The legs pump and a spray-paint blaze appears.


This is the Appalachian Trail?  I say

The sound of engines going through their paces

Ought not to be a part of what one hears!

Just when you think you’re far enough away,

A trucker changes gears.


Remember: for more poetry like this, go to and order Stars Through the Clouds! Also look for Inklings of Reality and Reflections from Plato’s Cave, Williams’ newest books from Lantern Hollow Press: Evangelical essays in pursuit of Truth, Goodness, and Beauty.  And look for Williams’ very latest book, Deeper Magic: The Theology behind the Writings of C. S. Lewis, due out Sept. 1, 2016, from Square Halo Books!

Donald T. Williams, PhD



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