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Songs of the Thieves Who Hung On Either Side
Originally Posted: 03/28/2013 - 10:38am | Type: Magazine Article

Maryhelen Snyder The first thief and the second. The first thief For years the energy of my body came to m ...

Archbishop Romero's Alb Speaks
Originally Posted: 04/28/2011 - 9:21am | Type: Magazine Article

Mary Anne Reese Alb: A white liturgical tunic worn as prayer for a heart protected from all stain and washed in the Blood of the Lamb. ...

Watching
Originally Posted: 04/27/2011 - 3:51pm | Type: Magazine Article

Richard Hoffman Because I lay on my back as a boy in the grass of the small yard behind our house watching clouds move and become faces, m ...

Ode to St. Anthony of Egypt
Originally Posted: 04/26/2011 - 12:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

David Denny Of all the saints, my Anthony, I love you best. For you did what I long to do: you walked away from a life of comfort and ease ...

This the Morning
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:26pm | Type: Magazine Article

Scott Cairns This is the Month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heav’ns eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born, ...

Keeping Promises
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:26pm | Type: Magazine Article

John Gosslee The ram’s horn bellowed. Fused with snapped spears and hatchet heads nicked shields covered the field, ...

Disciple, Tangiers
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:27pm | Type: Magazine Article

Nancy White that light kept me a year in its grip first my feet caught fire then my blood we moved at the edge of endlessness headless han ...

Alone
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:27pm | Type: Magazine Article

Richard Schiffman To you who are lost today like a needle in a haystack, reading this poem alone. Alone, brother island, sister moon. The ...

Lucca
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:29pm | Type: Magazine Article

Annie Deppe A grace of green, the underleaf of olive, the birdsong’s cradling. It’s as though A grace of green ...

Lent
Originally Posted: 03/11/2013 - 3:34pm | Type: Magazine Article

Nicholas Samaras How the earth now struggles into spring.How the cold hangs on, each morning cracking to begin. ...

Unknown Country
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:30pm | Type: Magazine Article

Pamela Porter Five desert photographs taken by Thomas Merton. Four cars or trucks were parked by the old dea ...

Wisteria
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:30pm | Type: Magazine Article

Heather Hallberg Yanda Violet, whispered Eve, because saying the names aloud made the act too real. Pansy and woodruff, the flowers so sma ...

Written to Read at a Peace Rally
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Jacob Bathanti Who am I to cast light upon the human soul? Sitting down to write peace-verses for mercenary gain, Hunting for poems and ho ...

Imperfection
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Rachel Guido deVries Imperfection is the place where the spirit enters, the small hole in your shirt, the loosening threads of carpet, the ...

Sunday with Julian
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Murray Bodo She consoles me as I meditate before Mass—Julian of Norwich, that is, who says, “We are clothed, wrapped in the goodness of ...

Praise
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Chandy C. John Praise God for all things green Lime jello, blades of grass, emeralds Chameleons, the neon river frog Heavy papayas begging ...

Picasso Used a Pigeon
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Carol Hamilton I expect the whitest dove, purity as the Spirit breaks apart firm blue of our ceilinged sky, a tapered shape, an elegance. ...

Mrs. Logan's Garden Hose
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Louis Templeman She spoke softly, calmly recounting her pain through a furnace of litanies that helped her hold on to the ...

What I have Seen
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:31pm | Type: Magazine Article

Kevin Hadduck I have seen that I must Confess to ignorance I do not know you, although I have loved you twenty years The lifting of you ...

Prayer
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:32pm | Type: Magazine Article

Ed Madden beginning with four lines from Taha Muhammad Ali If, over this world, there’s a ruler who holds in ...

Prayer of the Iris
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:32pm | Type: Magazine Article

Carol Tyx Like the iris in the side yard, I have stopped blooming. Dig me up, O Spirit, and split me; where I have grown calloused, br ...

Judgment
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:32pm | Type: Magazine Article

Kathleen Hirsch I cannot tell you why I taste death; the cupboards are reasonably arranged, the windows clean as rain ...

After the Fall
Originally Posted: 02/28/2011 - 7:32pm | Type: Magazine Article

Jasmine Marshall Armstrong The bough we clasped while climbing towards phantasmal blue has broken— we lie on concrete, beggin ...

Hiking The Hill That Overlooks The Trappist Abbey Prior To First Vespers Of Christmas, 1990
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:36pm | Type: Magazine Article

Daniel Skach-Mills My breath pluming white into December could, to God, be incense rising out of the puffing thurible of my body. Up here, ...

October is the Deadliest Month
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:36pm | Type: Magazine Article

Patricia Giragosian The eightieth soldier was blown up in Salahuddin Province. The eightieth soldier was blown ...

Beaching
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Donald W. Shriver Jr. From far-out depths they come, swell swelling swell, 'til cresting they salute the sky and tumble toward ...

The Women of Juarez Take a Message to the Bishop
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Rose Marie Berger The narcotraficante commanded me in gestures, take off your blouse. Then he jerked it, scattering buttons— smooth ...

Luke 6:27-28
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Murray Bodo As if it matters noticing the migrant workers— two to a wheelbarrow of concrete— mending the walls of the rich that exclude t ...

Halleluyah, YO!
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Clifford Rivera "The wind blows wherever it pleases." Word? The scene is played out. We need some Eden! Were Abba the DJ, ...

Soldier's Report
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Byron Rempel-Burkholder This afternoon, sir we nailed God down He's at the back of the property He's going nowhere, sir His fe ...

A Prayer to See with Clarity
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Deb Baker I went there once, to the place you’re imagining. It was purple, with wild geraniums under green-bright stars. All the con ...

The Revelator
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Michael Borich After the olive groves at Samothrace and fog which billowed up from a green sea, the rocky sheep path an ...

'There is No Love Unless There is Imagination' (Andre Tchelistcheff)
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:37pm | Type: Magazine Article

Kathleen Gunton She left with her sack of stones and one dying rose, fragrant as Pinot Noir. She left ...

Paradise: Under the shade of swords.
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:38pm | Type: Magazine Article

Christi Kramer At the feet of the mothers. The safest place in the world for you is curled up on the com ...

Poem of a Soldier's Wife
Originally Posted: 09/14/2012 - 11:53am | Type: Magazine Article

Amanda Rogers Your letter through the slot slid to the floor and lay quite still all day, until returning home from work I seized and tor ...

The Chosen
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:38pm | Type: Magazine Article

Newton Miner If ever you have wakened in the night— the steep blue night, and waited for the tears— then I must tell you— ...

Fish Wings
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:38pm | Type: Magazine Article

Katie Chilton Driving east on Jackson Street one morning, only a couple of blocks from the bungalow on Abe Street where a few years ag ...

Good Friday in Manhattan
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:38pm | Type: Magazine Article

Wanda Fries The poor are with you always— The poor are with you always— Curled against a retaining wall ...

XXVIII
Originally Posted: 04/06/2011 - 6:25am | Type: Magazine Article

Michael Borich Was the cry they heard a kestrel’s or a distressed gull or a passing soul or one not wanting to, a disciple asked as fog burned off the harbor and ...

tsunami
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:38pm | Type: Magazine Article

Murray Bodo beneath debris and stench a hand your hand withered stretched forth waiting for someone’s be healed ...

Tsunami
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:38pm | Type: Magazine Article

Luci Shaw “Two weeks on, the Earth is still vibrating from the massive undersea earthquake off Indonesia Sunday…reverberations like the r ...

The Child Jesus Speaks
Originally Posted: 04/06/2011 - 6:32am | Type: Magazine Article

Debra Rienstra The Child Jesus Speaks The Child Jesus Speaks my mother bleeds for m ...

Come As You Are
Originally Posted: 08/29/2014 - 2:47pm | Type: Magazine Article

Debra Elramey Drive north down Highway 301, past the school where, weekdays, deaf children run wild on the playground. Keep going until you see the sign, "Snake Man," ...

Baptismo Sum
Originally Posted: 08/29/2014 - 2:47pm | Type: Magazine Article

Kristin Berkey-Abbott In this month of dehydration, we keep our eyes skyward, both to watch for rain and to avoid the scorn of the scorched succulents who reproach us silently ...

Tears in Prison
Originally Posted: 08/29/2014 - 2:46pm | Type: Magazine Article

Louis Templeman Against the ugly annals of Bible-thumper politics bounce the echoes of Bad-Eye Thomas' lonesome cry. His tears collect against the coffers engineered by Ro ...

Hard Bop
Originally Posted: 04/06/2011 - 6:29am | Type: Magazine Article

Barbara Crooker It' It’s a sweet June day, and the mockingbirds are singing, as are the rubber tires of cars on the road, and both of these sou ...

Flossenburg
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:39pm | Type: Magazine Article

Joel Kurz I have climbed out of the depths where human ash and soil comprise a pyramidal mound covered by the green of life. Here women, m ...

Darfur
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:39pm | Type: Magazine Article

Louise Murphy The earth is eating all the little birds. It feasts, grows fat. Their eyes are stones, black jewels we rattle in our pockets ...

Outer Rooms
Originally Posted: 03/03/2011 - 3:39pm | Type: Magazine Article

Janet W. Boatner 1. Outside the cathedral I wept against a pillar of black stone ...

Hephaestos
Originally Posted: 04/06/2011 - 6:29am | Type: Magazine Article

Richard Hoffman Hephaestos No god at all, you do not work the forge (conscripts and captives, the poor, do that). You work the till. No one ...