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Friday Poem

Daisies  by Mary Oliver It is possible, I suppose, that sometime,we will learn everythingthere is to learn: what the world is, for example,and what it means. I think this as I am crossingfrom one field to another, in summer, and themockingbird is mocking me, as one who eitherknows enough already or knows enough to beperfectly contentContinue reading “Friday Poem”

Harmony

I was lucky to have a mother who never stopped teaching, even on a shopping trip. – S. Joan “Now stay on the second note when I go up,” mother coached me. So for the 50 miles to St. Cloud in the car we kept singing, mother repeating, “When it’s spring time in the Rockies…”Continue reading “Harmony”

Friday Autumn Poem

This poem was first sent to me by a dear friend, Mary Gormley Frenza. For years, we sent it to each other every autumn. This year it goes to all of you. May the harmony of leaf and flower be your companion today. APOLOGY TO MY NEIGHBORS IN AUTUMN In these still days far lovelierContinue reading “Friday Autumn Poem”

High Sierra Moment

High Sierra Moment The Toheemeanders a meadowhome in its grassesto purple perstemmen,blue lupin, orange puccoon,yellow-eyed daisies mirrors at its wide bendgray granite mountains,tamed by distancebut exacting rigorfor every step higherevery broader view I watchthe mountain water flow—so incredibly clear,lucid almost,as consciousas purpose grasped,as transparentas every brown, beige, taupe, copper, ivorypebble in its deep andslip silentlyinexorablyContinue reading “High Sierra Moment”

Poem of the Week

This is the last poem of summer. We have enjoyed sharing our favorites with you. Sister Joan wrote this one in the autumn on the north shore of Lake Superior. The Chair
 
 From the chair
 on the deck
 one can see across Lake Superior 
where it ends at the sky
 and rock there
in Grandma’s chair
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Poem of the Week

This is a prayer-poem written by a woman mystic of the 1200s, Mechtildde of Magdeburg, from the book Praying With The Women Mystics by Mary T. Malone (Columba Press, 2013). Why Not Soar? You have the wings of longing. You know the pull of hope. You feel the flowing of desire. So why not soar?Continue reading “Poem of the Week”

Poem of the Week

August 15 is the summer feast of Mary. Read this poem aloud to bring back to your heart all the ways we have learned to praise the Mother of God and our mother. Lines for a Feast of Our Lady by Alice Smith, CSJ What shall be added to your praises? The lip-worn, love-worn, heart-wornContinue reading “Poem of the Week”

Poem of the Week

Gate A-4 by Naomi Shihab Nye Wandering around the Albuquerque Airport Terminal, after learning my flight had been delayed four hours, I heard an announcement: “If anyone in the vicinity of Gate A-4 understands any Arabic, please come to the gate immediately.” Well— one pauses these days. Gate A-4 was my own gate. I wentContinue reading “Poem of the Week”

Poem of the Week

Plums, berries, apples, cherries, sweet corn, cucumbers, tomatoes. Write your own poem about them. Enjoy the colors and flavors of summer.   This Is Just To Say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold.Continue reading “Poem of the Week”