Category Archives: poetry

The Unremembered

Posted on September 22, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

The ones who fade away at the back of the newsreel, hungry eyes accusing; The one whose face we never saw, for whom there is no stone or sign; The ones whose warm breath froze in the cold air; the ones who … Continue reading →

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L’esprit d’escalier

Posted on September 3, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

  Despite the trials,   I should have said, “I love you;”   “Goodbye” is hopeless.

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Memory

Posted on August 10, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Sirens, sharks and sharp rocks threaten shipwreck; gentle waves promise peace; but water bends light, re-shaping and re-sizing, scattering and re-collecting the things that lie below. Playful, silvery creatures flash by in shoals, some tame enough to eat from your hand. Some have … Continue reading →

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A gift

Posted on July 21, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Shiny globes strung together to decorate a Christmas spirit; mere baubles, but I wanted them.   My mother loved them, too, so I bought them for her, and, whether out of guilt or generosity,   she said it was the … Continue reading →

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Numbers 22

Posted on July 7, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Stubborn as a mule, innocent of irony, hard-headed Balaam   Felt like such an ass, grovelling to the angel, but not the donkey.

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Telling the Truth

Posted on June 10, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

(A poem for Pentecost.) “Words written in the past are fixed,” he said, “the meaning unchangeable; otherwise, you and I, we have no truth to tell, only words,” and we watched the sun slip its moorings and fall behind the trees beyond the lilied … Continue reading →

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A Sighting

Posted on May 9, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Yesterday, rounding the corner, I saw my brother standing on the sidewalk, dressed as ever in his soft gray t-shirt and rough, sloppy jeans, his scarred, shaven head bruised with stubble, sucking in cigarette smoke with the sharp, spring air, his cheeks drawn … Continue reading →

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Victory trembles

Posted on May 2, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

  Someone whispers, Peace. Triumph and fear shout aloud. Victory trembles.

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practicing poetry

Posted on April 6, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Last term, I took a course at Trinity Lutheran Seminary called Rhetorics and Poetics for Preaching. We read (parts of) a book by Steve Kowitt entitled In the Palm of Your Hand: The Poet’s Portable Workshop (Gardiner: Tilbury House, 2007), … Continue reading →

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