Monthly Archives: September 2017

Sorrowful mystery, for Puerto Rico

Ave Maria, empty of storm. Magnificat-singer of the poor and fearful, you are with Puerto Rico. Blessed are your children who truly care for those without water, and blessed are those who give fruit, bread, gasoline, a road cleared. Jesus, … Continue reading

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A poem — Leaving

The tourists come to these woods in cars and buses that choke highways, and mighty glad we are in New Hampshire for the dollars that keep our diners, the mom-and-pop motels, the state and national parks, country stands bursting apple … Continue reading

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Fireflies — reflection by Elena Huegel

Elena Huegel is an old correspondent of mine. Raised in Mexico, just saying good-bye to 20 years of Ministry in Chile, most of it at the Shalom Center in the Andes Mountains and working with children and going forward into … Continue reading

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I am tired to tears of tweets.

I want a long story full of narrative twists and wondering what the motivation of some character is. I want a persuasive argument that weighs opposing sides without instant condemnation or approval, and recognizes values that inform different points of … Continue reading

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Guest poem — Carol Hallman, on Puerto Rico

While Puerto Ricans Search for water Sweat in hot shelters Or what is left of their homes The President tweets “respect the flag Those SOB’s Should be fired” While Puerto Ricans Are running out of food Have no way of … Continue reading

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My Daddy

My Daddy played Big Ten football in the nineteen-thirties. He went to war in the nineteen-forties. He marched for Civil Rights in the nineteen-sixties. It being heaven, he must have been glad there’s no more bits of shrapnel all the … Continue reading

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World Communion Sunday, 2017

Communion I have a dream that everyone in the world is holding the hand of someone who is holding the hand of someone who is holding the hand of a parent of one of the children who died in the … Continue reading

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