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Author Archives: poetry
Friday, April 9 — Three Cairns – sculpture – Andy Goldsworth and Emily Dickenson
“Cairns [are] stone structures [or markers] that identify a place of great importance.” This little boy exploring a large stone egg got me wondering the way art does. Two artists here, the sculptor and the mom with the camera. So … Continue reading
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April 7 – Mark, evangelist & poet “Repent and believe the good news”
April 7, 2021 – “being surprised” “Is our main repenting, perhaps, made of believing good news, that there is news, something new, and it is good?” When I pray from Mark or Matthew or Luke (i.e., the three “synoptic gospels”), … Continue reading
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April 5 2021, 2016 –Kathleen Norris – ” Dakota: A Spiritual Geography”
Last posted on September 19, 2016 On our campus as people in the university world, like people everywhere, suck air, walk too fast, and try to manage big and little start-ups. Lots of people scramble in their digital workplaces, not … Continue reading
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Wednesday, March 31, 2021 Warsan Shire reading the journeys of refugees
In this lovely contemplative place some 60 miles north of Motown, I am finding nourishment in an A+ fitness center, consistent attention to metrics like blood sugar and a mix of prescription meds, early morning prayer attention to my newest-bound … Continue reading
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Tuesday – March 23 “Lockdown”
Tuesday, March 23 “People are singing to each other across the empty squares, keeping their windows open so that those who are alone . . . ” When I moved to the Colombiere rehab Center in February, all 60+ of us … Continue reading
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March 15 – Dom Helder Camera “a good traveler cares for weary companions”
Dom Helder Camera’s voice and eyes “a good traveler cares for weary companions” “… but we know the journey is human life and life needs company. Companion is the one who eats the same bread.” Posted on March 20, 2020, 1st … Continue reading
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An anonymous, shy, love poem
Friday, March 12, 2020 Anxieties, anxieties, anxieties —> a fair sample of COVID-19 denials; sometimes pretty noisy denials. They remind me of a joke my dad used to tell from his early days growing up in a Kansas farm town. … Continue reading
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March 8 – Denise Levertov – “Uncertain Oneiromancy”
“I too saw only the obstacles” Today’s post took shape last evening while talking with a soul friend who is spending this week at home, in stillness, tasting her life in its present moment. Something in our conversation reminded me of … Continue reading
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Friday, March 5 – Susan Rooke “letting go the taut shine of youth”
Friday, March 5 “Then you relax your hand, and all the skin relaxes, letting go the taut shine of youth . . .” March 5 — this early day of March which, the saying goes, “comes in like a lion … Continue reading
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March 1 – “Grace” – – Isaiah “Song of the Servant of God”
Monday, March 1 I began learning to teach as a 24-year-old kid at Holy Rosary Mission on Pine Ridge in South Dakota. My life daunted me pretty much every day – so much I didn’t know about teaching, or about Lakota … Continue reading
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