They blew in fast to the low slung tree hung fat with beachball-orange fruitlets, a bickering gang of starlings– little stars– dining after their own fashion fastidiously, preferring the mash fermenting on the grasses to the firm fruits strung upon the leaf-bare branches. They swilled their modest fill, before flying off on cue, from one […]
Poetry
Mary Oliver, our devotional poet
When the poet Mary Oliver died last week at the age of 83, my social media feeds blossomed into a field of tributes. I was a bit surprised, especially by the posts from some academic poets, because Mary Oliver’s work is simple (at first glance), accessible and bestselling, the antithesis of much poetry written by […]
Pieta
eventually the ants fled
but Judas came with his rifling hands
The Feast of the Nativity
It’s hard to accept that we are called to praise.
What shout of joy amid such poverty?
Self-Portrait in Daylight
I wanted to live my life split open, awake
Instagram poets make me ask: What is good poetry?
Often Instagram poets want to tell the lesson in their writing rather than simply show the reader through sights, sounds, smells, touches and tastes of their lives and stories.
Whose Resolve, Which Salvation?
Their names are legion
where they lay
tunneled beneath our borders.
Fr. Kleinsorge, Hibakusha, Celebrates Mass for August 6, the Feast of the Transfiguration
Because he lived till 1977,
his hair as white as wool
