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Monthly Archives: September 2015
Sept 30 – The Pope in the Western Hemisphere – Who Welcomed Whom?
Wednesday, September 30 – “I needed welcome and wasn’t good at being welcomed.” Some years ago George Herbert’s “Love Bade me Welcome” (1633) reminded me of Marion Sweetser. Marian lived in Minneapolis, a widow with 6 or 7 children … Continue reading
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Sept 28 – Days of Francis, days of ordinary human beings
Monday, September 28 – “The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.” I’ve lost count, maybe you have also: “Have you ever been in the presence of someone like Pope Francis?” “I’m totally worn out … Continue reading
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Sept 25 – RxReading Detroit is one year & one day old
Today is the first anniversary, plus one day, of Rx for Reading Detroit, founded by one of UDM’s professors, Mary-Catherine Harrison. She accepted my invitation to edit today’s post. Have a good day. john sj Friday, September 25 – … Continue reading
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Sept 23 – The Poet and the Pope
Wednesday, September 23 – “I know there is something larger than the memory of a dispossessed people. We have seen it.” I have not met most of the poets who find their way to this “Work Day in a Hard … Continue reading
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Sept 21 – Wild Geese
Monday September 21, 1906 – Louis W Staudenmaier Today is my father’s birthday. When sifting poems for this morning’s post, he came to mind. He died of cancer when I was 40; it was time enough for us … Continue reading
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Sept 18 – Haiku love poem
Friday September 18 “Anonymous” This weekend before the Equinox, media energy grows about Pope Francis in Cuba, then DC, then NYC, then Philly. Weather today and tomorrow looks made to match the moment: Blustery winds and storms coming from the … Continue reading
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Sept 16 – Kathleen Norris — “Dakota: A Spiritual Geography”
Wednesday September 16 – ” To attach oneself to place is to surrender to it, and suffer with it.” Author Kathleen Norris writes prose and poems that cut deep into ordinary lived reality. In 1974, after living her way into … Continue reading
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Sept 14 “What is the knocking at the door in the night?”
Monday, September 14 — “The three strange angels” Monday, still early in this academic term, future-oriented Monday, home for as yet unknown challenges. September is like that when your university begins classes late in August as we do here. … Continue reading
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Sept 11 – Pablo Neruda – “we will all keep still”
Friday, September 11 – bending toward the weekend This early in the academic year, hustle scrambling seems everywhere. Solid working relationships that build around a semester’s new slate of courses take time to work out, let alone become a steady … Continue reading
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Sept 9 – Mid-week after Labor Day, Tom Hennen
“God never made an ugly landscape. All that the sun shines on is beautiful, so long as it is wild.” ~John Muir Wednesday, September 9 Classes are no longer just beginning. Students and faculty have begun to settle, be glad … Continue reading
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