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About Some Light
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It’s dark:
Light a candle
(It can be electric)
To know the darkness
In relationship,
Which is the way to know
Nearly all
Good things
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Knowing things
In relationship
(well,)
It can be electric,
Maybe a shock
But mostly learning,
Reflecting (hah) on
Brighter
(darker)
Currents through
Creation
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Something Thursday
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I’d like to say something
Thursday real
For the tenth of February
2022
Partly cloudy
(mostly cloudy at the moment)
Unseasonably warm,
Which is a good message
In and of itself
An old movie’s on
Featuring George Raft
Whom I haven’t seen or heard
Before
Many fell for him
Maybe there was swooning
I think he’s all right
The film is rather noir
So everything’s restrained
Except the violent parts
Nothing like
The violence in the movies now
You know this
In fact, the film’s in black and white
Though the blood looks
Real enough
To me
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Sun is out
My black-and-white day
Is changing into
Living color
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(the movie is Nocturne, 1946)
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The Gospel
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The gospel in a word
Is love
The gospel in a word
Is news
The gospel in two words is
Saving story
The gospel is for you and me
And all of us
Yes, it is
No one is excluded
No matter how we wish it so
We might be disbelieving
When we meet them
Later on
Even then
It is a book of love, after all
A story of salvation
Good news for everyone
No one excluded
No adult swim
No east or west
North or south
Exclusions
I don’t know about a ladies’ night
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Fortune Telling
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Do people really
Run away
To join the circus?
Did they?
What did they do?
Pull on tent ropes?
Feel elephants
Or other animals?
Sweep and sweep
While learning
A circus trade?
Trapeze?
Clowning?
Firing a cannon or
Getting shot out of
One?
It’s Monday
And in my culture
This is the kind of thought
That people have
On Monday
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my heart to give
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my heart to give
lord Jesus
my worn heart
broken, stitched
machined
hardly new
why should Jesus
want it
but he’ll take it
I think
not because
of its condition
or because
he can renew
but because
he is all love
and will not refuse
love given
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after reading “In the Bleak Midwinter” by Christina Rossetti
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Dream Over
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I dreamed
About my brother
Last night
Then my sister
And my mother
Who was sick
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I tried to get ready
Asked my sibs to help
They would
(they did)
I tried to fix things up
As best I could
Then went to work
Where I was testy
With the people
There
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Dream over
I woke up
And feel tense
Old long since
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A Sun, a Chariot, a Rocket
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Gee, the myths are done
For a while
New Year’s
Twelfth Night
Imbolc/
Brigid’s Day
Lunar year
The groundhog’s day
I’m going to miss them
Because they
Render truth more interesting
I mean, every day’s a
Saint’s day
Some stories so old they
Might fall apart
Under laser scrutiny
Christopher is one story of those
(and Brigid)
But myths aren’t false,
I mean
That’s conversation
They are stories
To explain
What we don’t know
What is beyond
Us
And our words
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Why does weather
Change?
What is at the center
Of the universe?
What is on the other side
Of life?
Maybe we know more of the
Answers
Now
Maybe we don’t need to give
Gods names
Except where we do give names
Or use the old ones
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The names
And reasons
Myths are still our seasons
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We Climb the Stairs
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Groundhog Day should
Be fun, I guess
Fun is good
We need fun
But then there are these
Shootings from last night
(the news I got
last night)
In schools
With at least
One child dead
A teen
Someone’s child
I don’t mean to say
Forget the goofy
Or excess
I guess
I’m searching for perspective
Phil saw his shadow,
By the way
And by the way
He’s typically wrong
I think on purpose
For being yanked out of
His burrow
In midwinter
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https://news.yahoo.com/milwaukee-police-search-suspect-quintuple-161626587.html
https://kidsongs.com/song/me-and-my-shadow/
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Days of Ice and Fire
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My goodness, there are days
And days
So many days in winter
Solstice, Christmas, Saint Stephen’s
New Year’s,
Epiphany
Saint Brigid’s (Imbolc)
Groundhog Day
(Candlemas
more so in the world)
Lunar New Year
All the other new years
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We hope for weather
Hope for seeds
Hope for good crops in spring
Hope for spring itself
A good one,
Only wet enough
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For these hopes,
Having days
And nights
Lighting bonfires
Singing against the cold
Even white madness
In some parts
While in the south,
It’s summer
(we’d only have to look
there
for our hopes)
There are other days
At other times
But winter draws in many,
And they overlap
As cultures,
Folklores
(these days conveniences)
Decide
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We need the hope
We call it SADS to treat
(and must)
But in the old
Of old
It was the awful gathering
(full of awe)
To light the fire
Sing
And hope for more
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To sacrifice, perhaps
Or otherwise negotiate
Life on the season’s
Other side
Bargained fearfully
With god
And god
So many gods
Before we thought
We knew
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