The First Place winner of Anglican Beach Party's 2009 Anglican Poetry Contest is Fr. Lennart Pearson. Four of his poems appear below. MESSY DESK The sound of bells and clicking clocks mark the receding movement of the mass and pebbles on my desk. I pass along moraines of memos, minutes, fill fossil folders, check dinosauric data, page through the paper strata, sift the verbal till, sedimented miscellany of a new ice age, in hopes of finding bedrock. Once, I recall, I saw a jagged thrust of outcrop in a field – it was Gibraltar in Wisconsin , and all plowing ended at its edge. Likewise, concealed beneath these coffee stains and half-bent Paper clips, the formica surface awaits a fiery eruption of volcanic thought, sent up to consume the clutter. The trash abates. -- Fr. Lennart Pearson MR. CHIP “Something grand is coming!” So says the sign announcing the new conv