applying what is read to the realities outside
the poem appeals
to hope
to strive
to find
to yield
we should be so lucky as to call a final voyage
and then at the dock find
the ready ship
thinking “Ulysses” by Tennyson
Frodo departs
the wound never healed
did it
Weathertop
nice name for tn outlook more than
a small battle
in
the night when all we hoped for
in our travel was
food cooked in our fire
and rest
after
but they came
and not
for the sullen hero on our side
would
have prevailed and did
so far as to lave a wound
that
has not healed not in the land behind
these shores
and so after
all the travail even of
victory
it must be time to go for now not qualifying
anymore
if
ever was to stay
to live through future parties
beneath the large tree
now
a park
as all might grow anew after the war
and yet
departure for
the ones who bore the most
it seems
with
promise of a haven
behind blurred lines
as
surf and land compete
even for the sure place behind of
healing
and
other blessings
near the conclusion of The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien
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on Easter Monday
day after Easter
Easter
Monday
and
must I give up the feeling
I understand doctrinally and for
and for an attractive metaphor
we
might
call ourselves the Easter people
meaning
more than attendance
on
the day
however that might go
and how deeply from the hear
and
do we look to the weather for comfort
and alliance
that Earth is on our side for
our
beliefs
except there was a flood
and much later
storms
on Galilee that had to be rebuked
and
stilled by one who was divine
and
human
too
we may live in Easter
now
the air of resurrection
which might be good for anyone
to breathe
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Kfar Nahum National Park
“Sunset on the Sea of Galilee”
Holy Wednesday homework
sigh
Wednesday of Holy Week
a nothing day
third of
unfamous days
before
the rituals old and new
determined by a world or one’s
parish
or the way one has developed
over time
of expectation or endurance
of obligation
sigh
good
meaningful days if added
to the rest that must
go
on or goes on
anyway
add in hopes for chocolate
hardboiled eggs
and
ham
green artificial grass
that’s all
suburban passing but
might prayers go more intentional
for
the wars on
diseases
thieving of all kinds
among
these
theft of spirit of one kind
then
the other
pray for me
but while I’m praying
pray
for you
for needs I know
or
have kept away
by gesture
and
by habit
pray creatively
why don’t we
awkwardly
for lack of use applying our own words
but
it is Easter week and God’s hearing
might be understanding
flexible
and
you know
God gets it
anyway
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tell me
pretty pale blue
nothing new
and new
and wonderful each time
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a poem from pre-dawn with a request of mine, below
look up
who can and may
dark
rectangles
white
nothing else to be seen there
the lights are dim inside
waiting
like Lent
like Advent
in fact
for dawn
and a kind of dawn
that lights and then illuminates
the mind
after some moments by the spirit
alone
first
to know tht something extraordinary has
happened with the normal
change
still impressive
every day
break
from night with day
as if
the dark were ominous
as if there had
been
say
three days’ worth
and soon
surprising all the first
time
though there had been cues
that some could note who heard
and
made good guesses
amazing
guesses
of guards and a great stone
and a new emptiness inside
the kind that says
the world is dry
and clean
and might be filled again for the first
time
with just amounts of white and black and
all colors
and no colors
in between
a dawn to come today
far
as we know
as any other
with more promise as that new day had brought
and
new days each some different
now
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next week, I will have a procedure done near my heart (then in a month another); I am skittish over matters such as thin blood and claustrophobia and, well, heart disease overall
any prayers or good thoughts you could send my way for a smooth operation and a smooth me would be truly appreciated; prayer (and good thoughts) have power, and a blanket of such over me would help, I know; the procedure is Thursday (Maundy Thursday) April 2; I won’t know the time ‘til the evening before
thank you so much
Christopher
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a democracy of clouds
cool
cloudy
promising a sleepy sun
palely then
coloring the day
and
it’s all right
sky-wide pastiche
all easy tones
to
take down aggression into
thoughtfulness
the invitation
request from
Talowa
or
Changing Woman
to take this day
to share it
earn it well and then
to have a portion
lent
to us as any power
any part of
what’s created
to us for a time
until
a reckoning with final dispositions
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I sing if I protest the electric body
it’s artificial
that I breathe by moving air
and the heartbeat
is
machine-aided
too
and all the other metal
in there for help arteries
be arteries
with marks of sutures past
holes
or for scars bumps and ridges here
or there
and we could say
see the other
guy
to sound beyond it all while inside
it all and
is there pain
phantom or daytime
maybe
encroaching as protest
in
aging
so I am old and I am new
and
there are operations
offending all the freedom-wish
inside me
someday to cease
to relent
set down
and know the better source from which
all decent quickening is
always
by cosmic grace
and will
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starting on Saint Patrick Day
for the Irish family
what if God tends to clay
atop a color wheel
smooths hard at first
in
dealing with the ground
of dust
then gestures artful and tender
giving shape
and then some drying and some glazing
even
through a fire
so tempered then
to set on Earth
for
beauty and for usefulness
beauty
in the spirit
and so inspired living
was
turned
tempered
having been crucibled
at
first
perhaps
against adulterations like those that somehow
infiltrated Eden
anyway
now
on an Earth of love
and also peril
sometimes one turned to the other
and
yet throughout the hope for
aging
maybe patina or to fall cracked
and thus required by
reconciliation
gold in the cracks in the Japanese
way
that shows the way
all a metaphor
except
the ground is real
so is God
so are we
so is the process that
repairs
and bears us home redeemed
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last place
vision shared
if I should get one more
to try
smallish place
but high with windows
please
then to set a circle out of chairs
lamps
here and there
so you may come to call
and
bring your friends
and we could talk of this or
that
of the word of God
in book and
in
the world
or what
to be praying for
when we have talked enough
on point
then
this intention
final chats
and
go
and I am at least a little pleased
that isolation goes
with some
condition for some company
while
on
that way
if no other closeness than the spirits
which should be close
enough
I know
though now I’d take more in the flesh as
any
might receive from
me
in this last
try
at home
though remember
but then one
or two
come by so we will sit
and
sip
and chat of
you know
anything
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