Veni Creator Spiritus

Spencer Reece

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Canon and Rector Father Spencer Reece of St. Paul’s Wickford, Rhode Island, graduated from Wesleyan University where he majored in English Literature and studied “verse-writing” with Annie Dillard. Reece went on to York University in the United Kingdom and studied the poetry of George Herbert, then Harvard Divinity to earn a degree in Theology. He then worked for Brooks Brothers for 12 years in sales and management. A Guggenheim Fellow, long-list nominee for the National Book Award, Reece’s first manuscript, The Clerk’s Tale, was selected by Nobel Laureate Louise Glück. Father Spencer returned to seminary at Berkeley, Yale, in mid-life and was ordained to the priesthood in Madrid, Spain, on October 2nd of 2011. He was awarded a Fulbright to teach poetry at Our Little Roses in San Pedro, Honduras, where he lived and worked with the abandoned girls at the orphanage. The work was made into an award-winning film, Voices Beyond the Wall: 12 Love Poems from the Murder Capital of the World. He moved to Madrid and assisted the Episcopal Bishop of Spain for a decade. During this time he created an author series called The Unamuno Author Series. His third book of poems Acts was published by FSG in May of 2024.

Cover of Spencer Reece's book, Acts

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Macmillan Publishers

"The excellent latest from Reece is immersed in a faithful, but not unquestioning, lyricism, in part inflected by his life as a priest . . . Righteousness and puritanism are the enemy in these pages, and a leavening wit seeks to amplify, and deepen, an erotic of piety . . .These poems are generously companionable hymns of delight in service."
Publishers Weekly (starred review)

"For Reece, the challenge is to write the words as lovingly as he is supposed to perform the acts the words describe, but which are wordless. The best poems in this collection enact this paradox, which is nowhere near as simple as it sounds."
—Michael Autrey, Booklist

“'. . . when you / become a ghost in one world you become / a guest in another. . .' Spencer Reece writes poems of deep searching—haunted, haunting meditations on what it feels like to be in and out of place. In this book absence and presence are never quite opposites, and a quest for the meanings of home nurtures a lyricism of rare and beautiful combinations: perplexity and wisdom, desirousness and patience, risk and restraint. Acts is–in the full sense of the word—a blessing."
—Matthew Bevis, author of Wordsworth's Fun

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