Category Archives: poetry

Transfiguration

stripped to our atoms, our shining core, is glory [still] captive to chaos

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more than watchmen for the morning

In the silence before the dawn,
in the fearful shadows that embalm
the edges of sleep, each sound
is amplified: Continue reading

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“a soft tongue can break bones” – Proverbs 25:15b

with all the tenderness of a tiger’s tongue, flaying soul from skin, rasping marrow until, gasping, you surrender all truth; you would give your eye-teeth for such love.

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Empty churches

Mary, the mother church, eking out milk to last the week; Monday morning, spent, she rests convalescent, quiet A void of another kind, Shakespeare’s tomb hastily built into Babel; who sees the stranger seeking sanctuary from its old iron face? St … Continue reading

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Family entertainment

“Off with his head!” cried the Queen of Hearts. It had all begun much earlier, with a powerless princess, pawn pushed about in a dizzying dance by the Queen and her King; the Bishop turned slantwise away, his excited disapproval … Continue reading

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Innocents

three little girls, pink suits and brown bodies, shrieking false fear under the sprinkler while hoses play over the flames, prayers rising like hot steam

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Old moon

Yellow moon tonight: jaundiced, gibbous, waning; still shining like the sun.

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Haikonic afterthoughts

On blasphemy against the Holy Spirit Blasphemy: wilful submission to delusions of divinity Blasphemy: pinching out air, pressing the human back into the clay Blasphemy: wilful misinterpretation of the mercy of God

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Rolling

At the bus stop, a boy making noises like a man who never learned to leave such nonsense behind; young woman turned, lips pressed, one hand to hip, one hand to God I do not know him. Children walk in the street … Continue reading

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Reverence

Yesterday I knelt at an array of unlit candles reading the morning prayer before the noonday sun. “Test me, O Lord, and try me; examine my heart and my mind.” “Do not snatch me away with the wicked and evildoers, … Continue reading

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