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Sagrada Familia
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Raised to music
As was the hope in the
Medieval mind?
Maybe concerts on the steps
Here and now
Chancel, transepts, or
Narthex
A cathedral,
Meaning the bishop may speak
From there with
A bishop’s authority
Maybe now
It happens
Or there is holy waiting for
The building
To be finished
A lesson in unfinished
Holy families
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La Sagrada Familia, Barcelona , Spain
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Modranicht
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Maybe I need a break
Go somewhere
Look at lights that others
Have put up
Phantom merrymaking
On my part
No, wait, they were put up
For me and others like me
To go by
To gaze at from afar
Appreciate the rainbow lights
Against the snow,
If snow,
Against the dark
Of night
Of loneliness
Of season’s night
Of season’s loneliness
That say, we’re here
And some of us
Are here for you
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Modranicht, Night of the Mothers (a Yule celebration, now Christmas Eve)
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Photo by Joanna Kosinska on Unsplash
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Holidazing
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It’s a tarnish day outside
But I hope you have
A good day
You deserve it
For weathering in every way
The season
(in Australia, it goes to
the other way)
You are being careful, I am sure
With tasks and news
What needs doing
What can wait
And silence in between
When you might
Enjoy the stillness
Like untouched snow
On a hill
Before the sledding noise
Takes over,
Which like Currier and Ives
Will bear
Its own bliss
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(I hope the message on the sign is civil)
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Something Borrowed
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Something swashbuckling
Is on TV
Something with Burt Lancaster
Leaping
Like the lords at Christmastime
I turned to this
When what was on
Intentionally
Blacked out
Indicating maybe that
The TV is getting old
Like me
Sometimes I lose
My signals, too
The synapse breaks
I must
Turn to something else
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The Flame and the Arrow (1950)
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A ball of energy with electricity beaming all over the place.
Photo by Hal Gatewood on Unsplash
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Lessoning
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If we pray
There will be answering
Not skywriting
(that would be nice)
Or writing on the wall
(not so nice)
Probably silence
For a while
Then something turns
On hinges
A piece of fabric twists
The wind shifts
Warm or cool
Pushing one way or
The other
Something
Somehow
Indicates direction
The asker might be the actor
Or others shift
And move that way
Somehow
(often changeably)
A way is formed
An answer
Every time
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The El Yeso reservoir is a reservoir in Chile located in the Andes mountain range at an altitude of 2,500 meters above sea level, in the San José de Maipo commune, Cordillera Province, Santiago Metropolitan Region. Where we found incredible colors and tranquility.
Photo by Cristobal Baeza on Unsplash
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Feed the Animals
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I wish all cats
To be adopted
And dogs
And chinchillas
Guinea pigs
Hamsters
Snakes
(not with hamsters)
And everything
That makes a pet
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The rest returned safely
To the wild
To wild places kept safe
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I know we eat animals
And wear parts
Of them
I guess we have to
Though there are other
Sources of protein
And for leather
So that we could live well
Without the slaughter
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There are industries
That would have to be
Taken care of
First and well
(keeping jobs,
well, transferring
maybe
transform
if not transmogrify)
Before such universal
Change
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But we can do that
We can do so many things
We can do this
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We can restore so many
Things
Establish new traditions
Remembering the old
Not in chagrin
But to say
We were that
Now we are this
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coda
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We’d have to feed our carnivores
The large and small
The wheel turns
Maybe there are substitutes
We’d have to find out
Very carefully
And thoroughly
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Four Score
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I’m not sure what to say
Today
A day for remembrance
To respect a President
Who said so
And all the boys
And girls
To men and women
And civilians of all kinds
(were children killed?)
Who died
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We can’t seek vengeance
Though we went for victory
And that tragically
Is fair to say
We made a war at home
That wasn’t there
Between the rubber drives
And paper drives
And rationed sugar
That was the war at home
We imprisoned
Our own
Now
Remembrance might
Be for learning, too
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So we are always ready
For the next time
Properly vigilant
With reason
And with passion
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Victory
Deserved
Marshall plans
After
Win
Too high a cost
We all agree
Rebuild the world
After
Bless the nation
Bless the world
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Ready at war, which
Has been the
Burden of
A nation
Seek peace
Every day
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Photo by Ryan Stone on Unsplash
World War II Memorial, Independence Avenue Southwest
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The Peaceable Kingdom
(Isaiah 11:1-9)
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Cheetahs wouldn’t have
To kill,
And they could run with their
Great speed for delight
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There would not be war,
For everything we wanted
Could be gotten
In a better way
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We’d have peace with each other;
We’d have so much
Extra time
To do good things
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Peaceable admittedly
Is an antique word,
But it speaks to potential
To talent
And to quantity
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Who makes this peace?
God does–
But what shall we have
In the mean time?
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It’s in our time,
Our will
To make it happen
From able to have peace
To having it;
The worth is us and
Our mortal talents
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The Earth burns,
Weapons are secretly supplied
To war:
It is crazed comfort
(in both aspects)
To wait for an apocalypse
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We have now–
Heaven, in fact,
Might be waiting for us
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Photo by Hari Nandakumar on Unsplash
Masai Mara National Reserve, Kenya
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Advent 2
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Shall we light
Two lights from
One light
To move the meaning out
A little
To say this is a season, now
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As the light is shared
So should we share
Our hopes
And dream
Intentions
For more light
Of our own making
For mercy
And a thoughtfulness
Toward love
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