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Monthly Archives: October 2017
Oct 25 – John Keats “to Autumn”
Wednesday, October 25 “ . . . Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.” One of the list’s readers responded to Monday’s post, an all-time favorite from Gerard Manley Hopkins who pretty … Continue reading
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October 23 – Hurrahing in the Harvest – Gerard Manley Hopkins, sj
Monday, October 23 — “ Summer ends now, now barbarous in beauty the stooks arise around” Getting ready for a rainy day — sun rises at 7:55 and sets at 6:37: each day a little shorter and the sun a … Continue reading
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Oct 18 – The Connecticut shore while leaves change color
For me retreat offers stillness and a soft pace for breathing. One of my neices sent me a new poet, for me that is, Lisa J Starr’s Mad With Yellow was published in 2008. blessings john sj Today’s Post My Inner … Continue reading
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October 16 ” . . . a moment . . . to sit by thy side”
Monday October 16 annual retreat days If you emailed me this week, you would receive this auto-response message. “From Sunday Oct 15 until Sunday Oct 22 I will be making my personal retreat in New England. I will occasional check … Continue reading
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oct 11 grateful praise for trash tenders and their tools
Wednesday, October 11 in DC National heading to Denver hi. I’ve hustled the Metro to the airport getting ready to board for Denver via Minneapolis for Regis University’s Trustee meeting beginning this evening. In place of a usual poem, I … Continue reading
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Oct 9 — Denise Levertov — “Greyhaired, I have not grown wiser, unless to perceive absurdity is wisdom.”
October 9, 2017 – “drumming the roof, the rain’s insistent heartbeat” I’ll be gone all week — Mon-Wed meeting with Conference of Mercy Higher Education Mission officers in DC. Wed—>early Sat Denver for the Trustee meeting at Regis … Continue reading
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Oct 6 — Mary Oliver “there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own,”
Friday, October 6, 2017 “One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice” Readers often surprise me with stories about a poem or a poet or self … Continue reading
Oct 4 — Al Ward — “If Grand River Were a River”
Wednesday, October 4 If Grand River were a river, Elephants could drink from it And I would wash my clothes Among its stones. With thanks to Rosemary, here is her post from February 26, 2014, a poem by one … Continue reading
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Oct 2, “Shiraz . . . my city is that cup of sunshine . . . “
Monday, October 2 “My city is that cup of sunshine. . .” Professor Fatemeh Keshavarz, University of Maryland’s Roshan Chair of Persian Studies, is a poet and a scholar. In September 2014, she welcomed us into our academic year by … Continue reading
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