Holy Water
- Holy Water
We are declaring all water holy. Even the snow thawing beneath our feet, broken with each step. Even the moisture That passes between our mouths as we kiss. We are declaring all water holy. Holy as my body is holy in your arms, as the bird perched on the chapel eaves who has taken in prayer after prayer beneath its wings. We are declaring all water holy. Even the puddles on dirty tar after the rain. Even the sweat on the brow of a convict. We are declaring all water holy.
Corrine De Winter has twice been nominated for the Pushcart Prize. Her poetry, fiction, essays, and interviews have appeared worldwide in publications such as the New York Quarterly, Imago, Phoebe, Plainsongs, Yankee, Sacred Journey, Interim, the Chrysalis Reader, the Lucid Stone, Fate, Press, Sulphur River Literary Review, Modern Poetry, the Lyric, Atom Mind, the Writer, and over 800 other publications. She has been the recipient of awards from Triton College of Arts & Sciences, Writer’s Digest, the Esme Bradberry Award, the Madeline Sadin Award, the Rhysling Award, and has been featured in Poet’s Market 1995–2004. Her work is featured in the much-praised collections Bless the Day, Heal Your Soul, Heal the World, Get Well Wishes, Essential Love, the Language of Prayer, Mothers And Daughters, and Bedside Prayers, now in its eighteenth printing. Ms. De Winter is a member of HWA (Horror Writer’s Association) and is a resident of Western Massachusetts. She is the author of seven collections of poetry and prose including Like Eve, the Half Moon Hotel, and Touching The Wound, which sold over 3,000 copies in its first year, and the latest “The Women at the Funeral,” winner of the 2004 Bram Stoker Award for superior achievement in poetry.
