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Quasi Modo (In the Manner of the Newly-Born) Children, sons and daughters, draw from me for I have much to give. Come, lie upon my breast and rest within my arms and I will pluck from you the sounds of jubilation that are heard in celebration, when we pull a note of plainsong into polyphony. Yet, in just that sense, my heart is like a cello, silent if unused. As one new-born who craves her mother’s milk, I long to feed upon the sounds of glory I have hidden.
Do we dare to play each other, friends and lovers? Do we dare to draw a bow across our lives? Can we bear to read whatever notes are written? I need your touch to tremble into sounds of hope. you need my arms to lift your songs to joy. This is the way that kingdom comes; this is the way that Saving happens.
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The Long Savannah of the Blue Nancy
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The graphics contained in this book
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Some poems relate to particular inc
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The Cycles of Time
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Interdependence Each season leaves
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January nights Come early and stay
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Winter is leaving So sunsets stay f
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Sudden snow in spring Lilacs hide t
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Easter hyacinths Feed on harvest gl
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Hummingbirds hover We sit still and
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Long before sunset Half-moon rules
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October’s daughter Balances polar
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Time is like autumn Its brush turns
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Bits and Pieces God is like the loo
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From the Barn at Weston We huddle l
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Reflections I love the beauty of yo
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The will to let go isn’t enough.
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Revelation Happens (One Day at a Ti
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For Tony de Mello Whether or not a
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Imagining Immortality We fall throu
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Adam/Autumn An instant burst of Lov
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Evensong for Advent The old man sle
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The weeks lumber by between death a
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O for my loved one I am the blossom
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Daughters of Eve
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O to be like clay in the potter’s
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Never fear. I’ll labor with you,
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Canticle for the Commonplace Every-
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For a Communion of Saintly Women We
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And what of you in all of this? Amb
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In the Beginning (Genesis Chapter 3
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Moon Maiden A momentary gift that n
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Rachel’s Preposition Because she
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Benoni, son of my sorrow, a man to
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Tenacious Trust strong hands entwin
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A woman turns to willow in the dark
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Twice-a-Day Thoughts of Meinrad Cac
Page 85 and 86: Haiku for the Time Being
Page 87 and 88: Women are spare ribs odd unnecessar
Page 89 and 90: We search for meaning in scripture
Page 91: A good friend will come when needed
Page 95 and 96: Cause of our Joy I am Maiden Mother
Page 97 and 98: The curtains seemed to breathe as t
Page 99 and 100: The Daughter, Mary: I wish that wom
Page 101 and 102: Listen to me rambling on like this.
Page 103 and 104: Sorrow has a way of closing throats
Page 105 and 106: Air became crystal, spilling the su
Page 107 and 108: Then would I blossom like hyssop, t
Page 111: Grace is Everywhere
Page 114 and 115: Photogravure - Woodmont, 1934 Oldes
Page 116 and 117: Time’s Up! Memories percolate lik
Page 118 and 119: Perspective “He’s giving Sue th
Page 120 and 121: Etcetera My sister is coffee, iced
Page 122 and 123: Prenatal Horoscope I light a candle
Page 124 and 125: Bayou Drum Beat ( Today a train fel
Page 126 and 127: The Mystique of Menopause Virgo to
Page 128 and 129: An Elegy for Childhood Under the pi
Page 130 and 131: We lived and breathed within a spac
Page 132: O how that plaintive echo sends a s
Page 135: Now there’s nothing To hold onto
Page 139 and 140: I wander through the back and forth
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