The other day I purchased a collection of poems at Half-Price Books by a poet I had heard about but was unfamiliar with: Li-Young Lee. When I opened the front cover of Rose, I noticed the following inscription written below the title: Happy birthday, Peter Always Marissa […]
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I Only Believe in God on Sundays
A Eucharistic reflection — how the table overcomes the mundane and the broken. You walk gingerly Stiffly, Around and through the puddles Emboldened by the dogs and sheep distracting the gold Up to the glass panes Adorned with shaped plastic Masquerading as sturdy, constant metal; You enter. A room wider than the rest. A face with […]
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