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Praying

It doesn’t have to bethe blue iris, it could beweeds in a vacant lot, or a fewsmall stones; justpay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t tryto make them elaborate, this isn’ta contest but the doorway into thanks,…

The Poet Thinks About the Donkey

On the outskirts of Jerusalemthe donkey waited.Not especially brave, or filled with understanding,he stood and waited.How horses, turned out into the meadow, leap with delight!How doves, released from their cages, clatter away, splashed with sunlight!But the donkey, tied to a…

Gethsemane

The grass never sleeps.Or the roses.Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning.Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept.The cricket has such splendid fringe on its feet,and it sings, have you noticed, with its…

Six Recognitions of the Lord

1.I know a lot of fancy words.I tear them from my heart and my tongue.Then I pray.2.Lord God, mercy is in your hands, pourme a little. And tenderness too. Myneed is great. Beauty walks so freelyand with such gentleness. Impatience…

When the Roses Speak, I Pay Attention

“As long as we are able tobe extravagant we will behugely and damplyextravagant. Then we will dropfoil by foil to the ground. Thisis our unalterable task, and we do itjoyfully.” And they went on. “Listen,the heart-shackles are not, as you…

When I Am Among the Trees

When I am among the trees,especially the willows and the honey locust,equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,they give off such hints of gladness.I would almost say that they save me, and daily.I am so distant from the hope…

With the Blackest of Inks

At night the panther, who is lean and quick,is only a pair of eyes and, with a yawn, momentarily,a long, pink tongue. Mostly he listens as he walkson the puffs of his feet as if on a carpetfrom Persia, or…

Self-Portrait

I wish I was twenty and in love with life and still full of beans.Onward, old legs!There are the long, pale dunes; on the other sidethe roses are blooming and finding their laborno adversity to the spirit.Upward, old legs! There…

Night and the River

I have seen the great feetleapinginto the river and I have seen moonlightmilkyalong the long muzzle and I have seen the bodyof somethingscaled and wonderful slumped in the sudden fire of its mouth,and I could not tellwhich fit me more…

Red

All the whileI was teachingin the state of VirginiaI wanted to seegray fox.Finally I found him.He was in the highway.He was singinghis death song.I picked him upand carried himinto a fieldwhile the cars kept coming.He showed mehow he could ripplehow…