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Jesus, the Blessed Son of God, hungers and thirsts for uprightness. He abhors injustice. He resists those who try to gather wealth and influence by oppression and exploitation. His whole being yearns for people to treat one another as brothers and sisters, sons and daughters of the same God.

With fervor he proclaims that the way to the Kingdom is not saying many prayers or offering many sacrifices but in feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, and visiting the sick and the prisoners (see Matthew 25:31-46). He longs for a just world. He wants us to live with the same hunger and thirst.


A meme from Pris Campbell: “Give us at least 10 quotations pertaining to poetry – from 10 different writers &/or poets which best coincide with your philosophy vis a vis ars poetica. They can be posthumous or otherwise. The order is not important – unless it is to you.”

If the number ten is too daunting, go for less.

Here are mine:

“If you do not believe in poetry, you cannot write it.” Wallace Stevens


Poetry often enters through the window of irrelevance.” M. C. Richards

“All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.” Oscar Wilde


“Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.” T. S. Eliot


“The poet doesn’t invent. He listens.” Jean Cocteau


“When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.” John F. Kennedy


Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.” Plato, Ion


Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge.” William Wordsworth


Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.” Novalis


“You will find poetry no where unless you bring some of it with you.” Joseph Joubert

I’m tagging Collin Kelley, Kirby Olson, Sherry Chandler, Jenni Russell, and anyone else who wants to be tagged.

Jesus, the Blessed One, mourns. Jesus mourns when his friend Lazarus dies (see John 11:33-36); he mourns when he overlooks the city of Jerusalem, soon to be destroyed (see Luke 19:41-44). Jesus mourns over all losses and devastations that fill the human heart with pain. He grieves with those who grieve and sheds tears with those who cry.

The violence, greed, lust, and so many other evils that have distorted the face of the earth and its people causes the Beloved Son of God to mourn. We too have to mourn if we hope to experience God’s consolation.

Jesus, the Blessed One, is gentle. Even though he speaks with great fervor and biting criticism against all forms of hypocrisy and is not afraid to attack deception, vanity, manipulation and oppression, his heart is a gentle heart. He won’t break the crushed reed or snuff the faltering wick (see Matthew 12:20). He responds to people’s suffering, heals their wounds, and offers courage to the fainthearted.

Jesus came to bring good news to the poor, sight to the blind, and freedom to prisoners (see Luke 4:18-19) in all he says, and thus he reveals God’s immense compassion. As his followers, we are called to that same gentleness.

I have a June 15 deadline to submit to the contest I want to enter. So I’m busy working on my book – ordering and re-ordering poems, taking poems out, putting poems in, revising. Thanks to Valerie MacEwan’s suggestions, I have some idea where I’m going.

The title started out as Windows Toward the World. It’s changed several times. I’ll let you know what it is, when I’m sure. That’ll be on June 14 1/2. 🙂

“The center of Christian humanism is the idea that God is love, not infinite power.”

Thomas Merton. Love and Living. Naomi Burton Stone and Brother Patrick Hart, editors. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1979: 149.

Jesus, the Blessed One, is poor. The poverty of Jesus is much more than an economic or social poverty. Jesus is poor because he freely chose powerlessness over power, vulnerability over defensiveness, dependency over self-sufficiency. As the great “Song of Christ” so beautifully expresses: “He … did not count equality with God something to be grasped. But he emptied himself, … becoming as human beings are” (Philippians 2:6-7). This is the poverty of spirit that Jesus chose to live.

Jesus calls us who are blessed as he is to live our lives with that same poverty.

“For the Artist life is an ongoing adventure of inspiration.”

Winsome Gunning “To Heal” on Winsome Gunning Art Walk

“I think most poets . . .  are writing because they must—because the poem’s creation answers an emotional or spiritual need that they associate with survival.”

Christine Garren in an interview with Terry Kennedy

CSX 5262 stopped beside the footbridge
in Rocky Mount. A crew-change occurred
in honeysuckle air. The sun would soon be

setting, black smoke curl onto the train’s
blue back as it rode the rails into night
in its “dark future” coat. The conductor

completed his checklist. The engineer finished
his. And the final train of the day headed south,
while we drove west toward home.