Annunciation school and church
shame
what is the shame
humiliation in
allowing such things to happen
such
awful things
and those who seek to move the world
but
cannot keep children safe
by lesser measures than vainglorious
and is that
it
we cannot say
one cannot say
I did this
and the mountains shook
the seawaves vibrated
by my hand
I pressed my enemies into the ground
beneath the beneath
and
took on God’s role for myself
over heaven
over hell
no
we simply mean to keep our children safe
most of us
that is
to remove the means
for harm
from them and from those
who’d
just as soon hurt them
to let Annunciation
say
these are the children
these
are welcome
we will keep these in the world
and
rise and fall by how we do
to have them in the school for learning
in
the church for faith
at last madness all to own
and
did it say
I hate those Christians
for
what is there to believe in
not myself
only the power I might bear
a little while
‘til I’m caught
‘til my
life is over and what
do I care
this is significance
blood
and flame
I’m like a king
a stupid
conniving
thieving king
a king
of nothing
this is what I am
what I’ve
become
and by such cruelty
and madness
I shall die
only
for remembrance
of them
not who I was
but
what I did
and even then only the loss
and hoped-for judgment
of
the flames
except for those
forgiving
even though I hate the Christian
almost
as much me
then
as I must hate
certainly deny
if not
forget
their God
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MINNEAPOLIS — Mass was underway Wednesday morning to mark the beginning of the academic year at Annunciation Catholic School when bullets started to come through the glass.
. . . which killed two students and wounded more than a dozen other people, . . .
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https://kstp.com/kstp-news/top-news/ways-to-help-victims-of-the-annunciation-church-mass-shooting/
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forward one red leaf
before a crimson chorus
conducting fall's song
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today in my friend’s yard a big red leaf hanging lonely, behind which smaller red leaves formed a line, nature auguring fall, I suppose
photo by Stephen Mabbs on Unsplash
the work of art
maybe it’s the tension of creation
of sensing
something different
to be
remade
and so reconsidered
there’s simply the beauty
in the difference
of the thing
colors
angles used in other ways
untypical
exhibiting by protest no matter
how
genial
the showing and
the gathering
the sips of wine and such
the room décor
the thing
once owned
should complement
though there was the making
and the message with
remains
to rise
time and again
through the risks of close
appreciation
and
reaction
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photo by Birmingham Museums Trust on Unsplash
a study in scarring
1
my lower back hurts
that’s honest
from what
I can guess of all
the movements I have made
though
I am not inside my back
can’t calibrate or re-calibrate
the muscles
without knowledge
on location
what
to apply to help the most
x-rays might help
and medical people to interpret
and
prognose
but we say such pain will go away
as I am saying to myself
just now
and I’ll be right
and should there be a legacy
a favoring of hurt
within
my back
well
I won’t know
so should I call
and
doubt I will
I see doctors enough for more vital
reasons
and I did mention this yesterday
to the nurse who sympathized
but didn’t offer more
and
did I ask
I didn’t
and I’m wondering about pain
and then to anger
because I could get angry
over
something
someone
why didn’t the solution I purchased
that the basketball player
promoted
work better
if at all
why are our backs made
so fragilely
after all
I mean in the beginning
with Genesis
and all
then
why is the world the way it is
and
shouldn’t I get angry at unequal
injustice
anyway
and for a style
and if there were reins
I could pull back
to indicate
that pain might be the reason for all anger
but
in my back is not enough
combining every pain
not world-enough
either
sigh
but mine and all the rest
well
so I want
to say something about anger from pain
how pain is the root
of
all of it
like sin for pride
though can we say all pain
is sin
and I’m unsure that we can
but the angry person we avoid
while
the hurtful we may approach even
with better luck to help
and
the irony in
knowing these are
the same
and
hmm
something to ponder while I hurt
and in all the ways
then to consider
what my attitude
leading
to my actions
well
shall be
and
yes
we can admit we hurt
and there’s a measure given
and the hurt
shall go away except
it doesn’t
then pain to anger and maybe
to hate
and I can only hope it doesn’t go so far
but
it is a hateful world
and so I must
wonder
as if to wander from
hurt to anger and
to hate
and then from hate to anger
then to who is hurt
by cause
and how
and now what
2
and now I’m thinking on it
(the now
what
from pain)
I have to think on scars
I have scars from falling
and from wounds
more so
that nature caused
and there are scars
on backs
and how they go there but through beatings
by injustice
torture by order
subjects
soldiers
slaves
especially the enslaved
victims all
which is a different kind of pain
I think
a hurt with reason to move to anger
and to hate
and should we not hate injustice
and
I think we should
and then in progress
I must think
what
of love
what is the loving thing to do
well
not
to use the lash
in the first place
but
it happened and now what
goodness
are there ways to love the lashed and also
love the lasher
even the victims might be challenges
as I
could know
say
to love the lashed and let them speak
let them tell
the story of themselves
and
how they fell in a world with the unscarred
should there be any
yet
leave time for that truth in things
to treat the victim
as any other
meaning individual and special
specially made
and even
for a special purpose
and so
too
brought
to justice treat the lasher
maybe punishment
yet these are made by God as well
and yet
goodness
(in the second part
again)
how
to love these
and we may
if by confusion and uncertainty
in faith we may love these
as well
for well
all around
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photo by Inge Poelman on Unsplash
(a pun in English at the end with "well" and "well,"
which might not translate--sorry)
the lamp unto
light
light the way
also unheavy
may light the way
that light
and shall we say
a lamp unto our feet
that
shows the way for feet
and that
the rest of us shall follow
light
as in leave
light as in binary opposition
shall explode for
meaning
light as that which is not dark
or darkness
the need to define
the thing for what it is
not
against what it’s not
light the way
for light
and also bearable for burdens we
carry
among them those we learn
to leave alone
the way
and thus
you
know
be lighter
and
sorry
I stretch English
not knowing the term’s diversity
in other languages
luz
all I know from Spanish
but we know words
mean
other things
I think from any people on the Earth
seven words for snow
and such
(and
are there)
seven words for love we say
in Greek of the Bible
yet
you know
like
fond
fan
appreciate
admire
adore
devote
we have some words in English
too
as I’m sure in your tongue you do
too
yet it was light
and light
to all
the kind that shows
also encourages
like manuscripts to keep
and
to encourage growth
in all
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so here it was
a prompt
I guess
if rather accidental
I was
simply swimming
in
my stream of consciousness
and so
to ask
what is light for you
or
another word with meaning
multiplicity
for us
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Psalm 119:105
photo by Marcel Strauß on Unsplash
airways
in with the good air
like
cartoon resuscitation
breathing is important
it also
signals contemplation
also
a necessity for yoga
instruction
but back to contemplation
as if to step outside
and on the porch
to inhale
nature
of the morning
or the sunset
in a good way doesn’t matter
life
in active participle state
(or
gerund as condition
with commitment)
reminding
teaching
remembering perhaps
though at best
through the filter of the moment
hearing
as if the sound might be
pouring through our cells
a gospel of
now
inhaling the moment
exhaling
what is dispelling helpful to release
into
the cycle of all atmospheres
but
you know
simply breathe
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photo by daisies & dots on Unsplash
maybe some relief
wet air into breathable
please the angel work
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[I don’t know if haiku might serve for whining, probably not, sigh]
photo by Emma Swoboda on Unsplash
[it might be hard to tell, the bird is singing]
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