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Updated on January 28, 2021
Poem for the Sunday after Candlemas
A Song for Simeon Lord, the Roman hyacinths are blooming in bowls andThe winter sun creeps by the snow hills;The stubborn season has made stand.My life is light, waiting for the death wind,Like a feather on the back …
Updated on January 28, 2021
Poem for the 4th Sunday of Epiphany
Those Winter Sundays Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labour in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever …
Updated on January 21, 2021
Poem for the 3rd Sunday of Epiphany
The Call of the Disciples He calls us all to step aboard his ship, Take the adventure on this morning’s wing, Raise sail with him, launch out into the deep, Whatever storms or floods are threatening. If faith …
Posted on January 22, 2021
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Updated on January 7, 2021
Poem for the 2nd Sunday of Epiphany
Love (III) Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning If …
Updated on January 7, 2021
Poem for the First Sunday of Epiphany
Royal PresentsThe off’rings of the Eastern kings of oldUnto our lord were incense, myrrh and gold;Incense because a God; gold as a king;And myrrh as to a dying man they bring.Instead of incense, Blessed Lord, if weCan send …
Updated on December 23, 2020
Poem for the Second Sunday of Christmas
RING OUT WILD BELLS! Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring …
Updated on December 23, 2020
Poem for the First Sunday of Christmas
First Sunday of Christmas December 27th The Song of the Shepherds We were familiar with the night. We knew its favourite colours, its sullen silence and its small, disturbing sounds, its unprovoked rages, its savage dreams. We slept by …
Updated on December 17, 2020
Poem for the Fourth Sunday of Advent
BC:AD This was the moment when BeforeTurned into After, and the future’sUninvented timekeepers presented arms. This was the moment when nothingHappened. Only dull peaceSprawled boringly over the earth. This was the moment when even energetic RomansCould find nothing …
Updated on December 10, 2020
Poem for the Third Sunday of Advent
Advent Calendar He will come like last leaf’s fall.One night when the November windhas flayed the trees to the bone, and earthwakes choking on the mould,the soft shroud’s folding. He will come like frost.One morning when the shrinking …