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We Prayed Today

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We Prayed Today

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“Today is a privilege” she said she’d

Embroider on a pillow

And on the other side, “I’m still

Breathing”

Because for all the despondence,

The despair we take to prayer

In our group,

There is beauty and joy

And so much to love

In fact, it’s what we love that turns

That often

Leads us to prayer

Compels us

We pray for the good things, too,

Wanting the goodness

We pray over cherishing the messed-up

World we have

And the messed-up lives we care for

And our own

We say amen

Knowing it’s never

The end

And we say thank you

With intention

We mean it

We are grateful

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They Wave Farewell

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They Wave Farewell

(Memorial Day, USA)

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Red

(with white and blue)

Waving over fields

Dropping morning dew

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For us

It is remembering

A waving day of it

Poppy remembering

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Nature teaches

And must be

A burying place for war

The fields wave

The children wave

We wave

They wave farewell

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Nature weeps

With dew, with rain, with

Anything that falls

All of us may fall

And weep

We may weep

For the children

(all are children)

Of the world

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All the Children

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All the Children

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It doesn’t take much

To go into a classroom

Filled with children

And a teacher

Carrying guns

And then proceed to shoot

There are no opponents

And no challenges

There

Where is the victory, then?

The mannish triumph?

Only destruction

Taking lives

Of those who don’t fight back

Cowardly command

Of a situation

Why not keep it to

A video game

Electrons make the hell of it

Pouring onto Earth?

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This does not address

The visceral:

The violence of bullets

Piercing children’s flesh

And what the bullets do,

Once inside

Was this accomplishment?

Or would the defense

Have been insanity,

Should the shooter

Plan to live beyond the killing?

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We’ll never know

There might have been no expectation

To live, after

It doesn’t matter

Unless to know

Somehow prevents another

Time

Of people killing children

Because they can

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Here are the latest developments in the Uvalde elementary school mass shooting

As the town of Uvalde in South Texas mourns the killing of 19 students and two teachers at an elementary school, a vigil was held for the victims at a community arena Wednesday night.

“Amazing Grace” was played as those in attendance wept and hugged.

The mass shooting on Tuesday has again spurred statewide and national conversations over gun control, following on two others over a two-week period at a supermarket in Buffalo, New York, and a church in Laguna Woods, California.

https://www.cnn.com/us/live-news/texas-elementary-school-shooting-05-26-22/h_c348336110a9bff90edf25aeaf2acfbd

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Down Roads We Go

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

New Forest National Park, United Kingdom

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Precocity

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Precocity

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God

Help us

Every

One

Even

The bad people

Don’t help them

To be bad

Help them to be good

Instead

You know,

Like in

The Christmas story

Amen

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snow squalls today

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Futurism

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Futurism

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Men retreat

Women advance

Children waiting

They play

An idea forms

A dream invented

All go toward

An interpretive horizon

Until the line and

Agenda are released

And all go home

With marbles

So many

You would not believe

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Untimely

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Untimely

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I want to sense

The world around me

I suppose most of us do

Even if the world

Has been

An awful place

From time to time

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It is our home

It’s what we have

And should we leave

Before it’s time

Our absence will be

Missed

By angels in the cosmos

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There will be keening

As the rings of heaven

Move against

Each other

In a way

They’re not supposed to

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for all the children killed in schools

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Kids hopscotch game in playground.

Photo by Eric Tompkins on Unsplash

Silver Springs, Florida, USA

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Toward the Ending of a Great War

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Toward the Ending of a Great War

(for 6 June 1944)

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Today, many soldiers died

On all sides

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Many civilians as well

In their towns

And on their fields,

Whole families

And many animals

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For children

And for parents

We can’t imagine worse

Except for plague and

Drought, which are

Other kinds

Of war

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The despot didn’t die

And would lead its people

Through

Ongoing and great suffering

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Awful suffering,

Horrible—blooded,

Vivisected,

Tactical annihilation

By its hand

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Today, many soldiers died

And civilians;

Many soldiers and civilians live

Then and now

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Pointe du Hoc, צרפת

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Remembering 28 December

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Remembering 28 December

(in liturgies)

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Yesterday there was a lesser feast about

The slaughter of the innocents

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Frankly, I don’t know how to bring

It up, the murder of many children or

The killing of one child

Two years old or younger

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How does one speak to that?

How does one do it, in the first place?

The answer is, one doesn’t

But tells soldiers and slaves to do it

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The children are only

Targets, after all, unreal as people

If we never look at them

Or what we commanded

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Being Idumean,

Herod might even have considered this

An act of war against

An enemy Jewish people

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But we are right to say

That it was local genocide,

Even of boys the

Killing of a generation

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Foes from which there would be

No reprisal,

No fighting back would be

Expected

And thus a tactically successful

Maneuver and campaign

Designed by a crazy person who

Had the kind of power

Democracy should slay

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God would address the Herods

Later on:

You don’t really think

Herod and his would

Get away with murderous

Abrogations?

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We cannot count the children;

We do not count them now,

Though so many

Live inside danger

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They are not wood or cardboard—they

Are not shades behind

A chain-link fence or

A craftier, a solid-seeming barrier

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They starve, they bleed,

They cry as a divine signal

To the rest of us

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Listen to them, see to them—in this,

The parents are the world—and

Then we can rightly damn

All Herodian kings

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Saemangeum-ro, Gunsan-si, South Korea

Solar Eclipse

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Matthew 2:16-18

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Acts 12:20-23

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According to documents and legends, Herod the Great and Herod Agrippa (grandson) both died lingering and painful deaths.

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De Profundis

De Profundis

(2019)

 

Four score and seven years ago,

was 1932.  There was a depression

and designs around the world.

Some people were well enough.

Near as I can tell, my father’s folk

were all right with government

positions and a salary.  My mother’s

people struggled on farms in

Tennessee.  I don’t think they were

sharecroppers, though for their

state they might as well have been.

Wringing a chicken once a week

was for a feast of sustenance.

Oranges and walnuts were treats at

Christmas time.

 

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