The National Catholic Review

She’s absorbed in the gift she holds,
this infant sign.

She wears the trace of a smile,
as innocence will do.

“Look at him,” she is thinking.
It is a mother’s “Ecce homo.”

Does she dream of his future weight
when she upholds him?

The infant lingers in bliss,
with eyelids closed.

James S. Torrens, S.J., is poetry editor of America.

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John Kiely | 12/26/2010 - 12:21pm
Lovely, Jim.  In the face of such wonderful mystery, you caught the moment.  Merry Christmas.   John
Louis Templeman | 12/22/2010 - 1:20pm
I am impressed.  It is beautiful snapshot. I feel like I got to sneak a peek at a very private moment.  Thanks, Fr. Jim
NORMA NUNAG | 12/18/2010 - 12:00am
It's so beautiful!  And so sweet and tender.   Thank you so very much, Fr. Torrens.
James Caruso | 12/16/2010 - 8:22pm
Thank you for this. Inspiring. Transports a person instantly to that imagined particle of priceless time that most surely must have been.
6466379 | 12/15/2010 - 6:45am
"Madonna" is lovely, but if I may suggest incomplete. After reading it, the first thought that came to mind was "where's the rest of it?" Jesuit Poet Torrens, how about filling it out?

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