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The Friday Fast: Sabbath
Sabbath Don’t kill time.Sit with it a little;wait for it to see you watching, slow its stride.Let it tell its story;it has been too longsince you had timeto listen. “Once,” says time,“I was at the beginningof every tale; wordswere built upon … Continue reading
The Friday Feast: Annunciation
We interrupt the Friday Fast series for the Feast of the Annunciation, the story itself of a glorious interruption … Annunciation What strange boldness to announce the Wordto his astonished Mother; Auden had it right,the falling star blitzing its way … Continue reading
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The Friday Fast: But not consumed
Spare a prayer for the shrub living on cloudbursts and sand; the will of iron would not withstand the attentions of this living fire that melts the ground to glass and on it stands mirrored in its own image kindling … Continue reading
The Friday Fast: spring snow
Like snow that falls after the daffodils have shown their colours, Friday afternoon slips in at the end of a long, slow week to whisper, “One more fast yet before the Sabbath.”
The Friday Fast: God remembers that we are dust
An occasional series for Lent 2022 This poem is also found at the Episcopal Cafe
Shrive vs shrivel
Write me the script for a new heart, O God;
scratch out a new and shriven,
unshrivelled spirit within me. Continue reading
(Holy Saturday)
How to carry the world’s pain – the cries of the children, the palsy of their great-grandparents confused with the tremors of memory; the subtle, internal turmoil that turns digestion upside down – violence is not a visitor but an … Continue reading
Yesterday is closer than it seems
Yesterday I walked past a fallout shelter sign in the “historic district” of a run-down part of town, its triune logo sunny against the greying day, repainted, no doubt, as an artefact of interest; but yesterday is closer than it … Continue reading
What is good news?
God showed me a robin in the snow, so I hung a feeder from my window: so far no one has used it but
the cats live in hope. Continue reading
Flotsam
There is a thread that ties the sparrowto the hair on the pillow in the morning;There is a straight line from “My thoughtsare not your thoughts,” through,“There are more things …, Horatio,than are dreamt of in your philosophy.”There is some … Continue reading
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