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Who is my neighbour?
Unseen in the shadow of the story, a young cub of the mountain watching the value of love lavished like oil, profligate pity; following at a distance to see if kindness was really worth the weight of stolen gold
Our Mother of the cocktail bar
Under the stairwell of the cocktail bar the hooded figure lays out objects of everyday ritual: teaspoon, lighter, tourniquet. Behind the bar an ersatz courtyard paved with astroturf, foxgloves painted on the wall, purple digitalis for the broken heart. From … Continue reading
Mother’s Day
Including words from the original Mother’s Day Proclamation by Julia Ward Howe The very Earth is heaving beneath the weight of war. Fire consumes and leaves no food for the rest of God’s creatures; lead pollutes the soil, the seas, the … Continue reading
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Tagged Julia Ward Howe, Mother's Day, peace, war
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Lessons from my cat
I have decided to join my cat in growling at the storm. We both know when it is coming. I don’t know if she feels the same pain behind the temple, or whether her whiskers quiver barometrically; we look at … Continue reading
Catherine and the world on fire
Be who God meant you to be and you will set the world on fire. – Catherine of SienaBut what if the world were already on fire? Set the world on fire,blaze like oil across the waters such that none … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, poetry, prayer
Tagged Catherine of Siena, creation, ocean, world on fire
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Holy Saturday: quiet as the grave
But did the very earth fall silent? Or was the drumbeat of falling rain, children of the waters of creation falling again, amplified by the rock roof, turning the storm into an orchestra of praise; what of susurrating ants, murmuring earthworms, galvanized by the hewing … Continue reading
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Tagged God, Holy Saturday, Incarnation, Jesus, poetry, prayer, Resurrection, silence, tomb
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Palm Sunday: Gleanings
Did they leave their cast-off garments for the poorto pick up and wear after the parade?Who kept watch for the Romans,and what was the signal to disperse in a hurry,and who knew and who was left to fend for herself?Did … Continue reading
Purple
A poem for the first Friday in Lent Continue reading
On grief
And so he died, and all at once I understood more of grief than I had before. It beckoned from beyond the door of the tomb. In its mosaic floor I saw mourning not for what was lost only but for what never was,and … Continue reading
Stock
The tree had never dreamt to kill; that stuff, it thought, was for the birds,although it knew it, too, had grown rich on the sinew and marrow left at its feet by the hawks and the owls. Still, if anyone had thought to … Continue reading
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Tagged #GunstoGardens, #GunstoGrace, rifle stock, Tree of Life
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