STUCK 

LIKE A STONE 

Poem for Today - March 28, 2014

A STONE IS NOBODY'S

A man ambushed a stone. Caught it. Made it a prisoner.
           Put it in a dark room and stood guard over it
           for the rest of his life.
His mother asked why.
He said, because it's held captive, because it is
           the captured.
Look, the stone is asleep, she said, it does not know
           whether it's in a garden or not. Eternity and
           the stone are mother and daughter,
           it is you who are getting old. The stone
           is only sleeping.
But I caught it, mother, it is mine by conquest, he said.
A stone is nobody's, not even its own. It is you
           who are conquered; you are minding 
           the prisoner, which is yourself, 
           because you are afraid to go out, she said.
Yes, yes, I am afraid, because you never loved me,
           he said.
Which is true, because you have always been to me
           as the stone is to you, she said.

(c) Russell Edson

I AM MY BROTHER'S KEEPER

Poem for Today - March 27, 2014

You Can Have It

My brother comes home from work

and climbs the stairs to our room.

I can hear the bed groan and his shoes drop

one by one. You can have it, he says.

The moonlight streams in the window

and his unshaven face is whitened

like the face of the moon. He will sleep

long after noon and waken to find me gone.

Thirty years will pass before I remember

that moment when suddenly I knew each man

has one brother who dies when he sleeps

and sleeps when he rises to face this life,

and that together they are only one man

sharing a heart that always labors, hands

yellowed and cracked, a mouth that gasps

for breath and asks, Am I gonna make it?

All night at the ice plant he had fed

the chute its silvery blocks, and then I

stacked cases of orange soda for the children

of Kentucky, one gray boxcar at a time

with always two more waiting. We were twenty

for such a short time and always in

the wrong clothes, crusted with dirt

and sweat. I think now we were never twenty.

In 1948 in the city of Detroit, founded

by de la Mothe Cadillac for the distant purposes

of Henry Ford, no one wakened or died,

no one walked the streets or stoked a furnace,

for there was no such year, and now

that year has fallen off all the old newspapers,

calendars, doctors' appointments, bonds,

wedding certificates, drivers licenses.

The city slept. The snow turned to ice.

The ice to standing pools or rivers

racing in the gutters. Then bright grass rose

between the thousands of cracked squares,

and that grass died. I give you back 1948.

I give you all the years from then

to the coming one. Give me back the moon

with its frail light falling across a face.

Give me back my young brother, hard

and furious, with wide shoulders and a curse

for God and burning eyes that look upon

all creation and say, You can have it.

(c) Philip Levine

Page 284-285

in The Penguin

Anthology of

20^th Century

American Poetry

Painting on Top:

The Effects of

Moonlight, by 

Eugene- Louis 

Boudin

PRIMAL SCREAMS

Poem for Today - March 26, 2014

A QUIET POEM

My father screamed whenever the phone rang.

My aunt often screamed when she opened the door.

Out back, the willows caterwauled.*

In the kitchen, the faucet screamed

a drop at a time.

At school, they called screaming "recess"

or sometimes "music."

Our neighbors' daughter had a scream

more melodious than my own.

At first, Col. Parker had to pay girls

to get them to scream for Elvis.

I didn't want to scream when I saw The Beatles,

but I did. After that, I screamed for even

mediocre bands.

Late in his career, John Lennon

got into Primal Scream.

Many people find it relaxing to scream.

Just as crawling precedes walking, so screaming

precedes speech.

The roller coaster is just one of many

scream-inducing devices.

The ambulance tries, in its clumsy way, to emulate

the human scream, which in turn tries to emulate nature.

Wind is often said to shriek, but Sylvia Plath

also speaks of  “the parched scream of the sun."

Jim Morrison wanted to hear the scream of 'the butterfly.

With ultra-sensitive equipment, scientists measure

the screams of plants they've tortured.

It's proven that if you scream at a person

for years, then suddenly stop, he will hear even

the tenderest words of love as violent curses.

And to anyone who speaks above a whisper, 

he will say: "Don't you dare. 

Don't you dare raise your voice to me."

* Caterwaul 14th Century, 

to make a harsh cry,

to quarrel noisily

(c) Elaine Equi [2003]

Painting on top: 

The Scream 

[Skrik in Norwegian]. 

It's one of 4 paintings 

by Edvard Munch 

done by Edvard Munch 

between 1893-1910. 

They were entitled, 

"Der Schrei der Natur"]

The 4th version 

sold at Sotheby 

in 2012 for 

$119,922, 600.

SIGNS

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this feast of the Annunciation is, “Signs!”

As we heard it today first reading from Isaiah – when it comes to God – people are often asking for signs. [Cf. Isaiah 7: 10-14; 8:10]

Signs – seeking them, seeing them, announcing them – is something that is often happening in religion.

IT’S NORMAL FOR ALL OF LIFE AS WELL

We are all looking for signs – how another is doing – what’s happening – what the weather will be – is another okay. It keeps TV news programs going – as well getting people to look at their phones or the astrology section of the newspapers.

We like hearing annunciation moments: “I got into the college of my choice.” “I got a job.” “We’re engaged.” “We’re pregnant.”

We like good news – revelations that life is continuing.... and we like signs for those things happening.

But sometimes wanting signs can be an itch.

JESUS

At times people wanting signs seems to frustrate Jesus. Pharisees and Scribes were always asking for signs and Jesus often responds by saying, “No sign is coming.”  Then sometimes he says mysterious things like, “The only sign you’re going to get is the sign of Jonah.”

HISTORY OF THE CHURCH

In religion if there is anything that happens on a regular basis it’s people announcing revelations. And on a regular basis there are folks who believe in these revelations – and there are folks who are skeptical of these revelations.

And from time to time the Officials in the Church put out the warnings that this is strange stuff – the world is not going to end on such and such a date – and so many people are going to hell or what have you.

Officials in the Church – local and world wide – tend to criticize the odd stuff and the bizarre – like moving and weeping statues – often don’t say anything about places like Medjugorge – even though the local bishop criticizes it.

It seems the Church follows the Gamaliel principal from the Acts of the Apostles. If this is of God, nothing can stop it. If this is not of God, this will disappear in time. [Cf. Acts 5: 34-42]

ANNUNCIATION

On this Feast of the Annunciation – when it comes to looking for signs in our need for reassurance of God’s presence – isn’t it enough to say what Isaiah says in today’s first reading and Luke tells us in today’s gospel? The sign is Mary ever Virgin, ever mother, ever bringing Christ into our world. [Cf. today’s gospel Luke 1: 26-38]

I’ve often wondered why God also seems to be all ear and not much mouth.

When people push revelations from some mystic or some person – I want to say: read Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. If someone claims some document has miraculous information, I’ll say, “What about Matthew, Mark, Luke and John?”

CONCLUSION

If someone wants a sign – if someone wants a miracle in our midst, receive Communion.

If someone wants a sign, get in touch with Mary’s Annunciation Moment – we’re celebrating it today March 25^th - and then be there to reflect upon the Nativity – the great Christmas story – 9 months from now - when Mary and Joseph bring Christ into our world. 

And by the way it’s only 278 shopping days till Christmas.

OOOOOOO

PAINTINGS: On top. The Annunciation, Smithsonian-American-Artist.

Near end: Henry Ossawa Tanner, The Annunciation - Don't know if Tanner did the top one as well.

BELIEVING IN LIFE 

Poem for Today - March 25, 2014

ONLY ONE VOICE

Only one voice
but it was singing
and the words danced and as they danced held high
oh with what grace their lustrous bowls of joy.
Even in dark we knew they danced but we
none of us touched the him of what would happen.
Somewhere around a whirl, swirl, a pirouette,
the bowls flew and spilled
and we were drenched, drenched to the dry bone 
in our miserable night.

Only one voice
but morning lay awake in her bed and listened
and then was out and racing over the hills
to hear and see
and water and light and air and the tall trees
and people young and old began to burn
the catchy catchy tune
and everyone danced and everyone everything
even the last roots of the doddering oak
believed in life.

(C) Jessica Powers, 

from Mountain Sparrow

REJECTION

INTRODUCTION

The title of my homily for this Monday in the 3^rd Week of Lent  is, “Rejection.”

A question: “How well do I do with rejection?”

OTHERS

We all know people who have been rejected and they take a dive. They get depressed.  “How well do I do with rejections?”

The guy dumps the girl or vice versa. So and so gets fired. A friend is one of the 3 finalists for a job – and they don’t get it. Bummer.

Rejection is part of life – a tough reality at times – and it’s good if we can recover – and recover well.

I assume it would be helpful to jot down a few instances when we were rejected – hurt by another – not understood – “dissed” or what have you – and then to jot down how long we were “under the weather” or “down” as a result. I assume it would be helpful if we jotted down 3 things we did that helped. For example: I talked it out with someone. Or I found myself taking long walks. They really helped. Or I said to myself: “This is part of life!”

In thinking about this, I was thinking that teenage dating and teenage love has the advantage of  not lasting. Kids won’t know this when it happens. However if he or she learns – what it is to be rejected – they might toughen up for future hurtings. Hopefully they come up with tricks and sayings – on what to do on the rebound.

In March Madness only 1 team makes it.

In team sports, not everyone makes the team – and not everyone who makes the team – plays the game. That’s got to be tough at times.

In the major seminary, I was a manager in baseball. Looking back I don’t remember being that sensitive to those on the team who weren’t the starting  9 kids who played the game. I didn’t realize that at the time, but I’ve always resented being on the bench for a whole season while on Bay Ridge Robins. I only got in to play one out for the whole season. Bummer.

TODAY’S READINGS

The title of my homily is, “Rejected”. It got the thought when I noticed that today’s two readings have a few people who were rejected.

In the first reading - [2^nd Kings 5: 1-15] -  we begin with hearing about Naaman the Syrian – who gets leprosy – a sure path to rejection.

He goes down to Israel for a cure at the advice of a little girl – basically a slave captured in Israel – and servant of his wife – and asks the king of Israel to be cured.

Naaman is rejected by the king of Israel.

Elisha the prophet hears about what happened. He sends a message to the king to tell him to tell Naaman to come and see him. Naaman does and Elisha tells him to plunge himself into the Jordan 7 times.

This time Elisha is rejected.

Naaman’s servants plead him – telling him its no big deal. Do it.

He does it and is healed.

In today’s gospel [Luke 4: 24-30]  Jesus is rejected. They want to throw him off a cliff.

But Jesus rejects them and heads elsewhere.

CONCLUSION

The title of my homily is, “Rejection.”

It’s part of life.

The key is how we deal with rejections.

Today’s readings give two suggestions.

First of all: Dwell on the next, the future, and don’t get stuck in the past.

For example: Next! The person who is cut from a job ought to do all the things one can do to get another job. Write out the resumes. Check the newspapers for when and where job applications are happening. Read the book: Dress for Success. Wear the best for the job interview, etc. etc. etc.

For example: The person who has been dumped from a relationship. Talk to friends – who are very honest. Maybe find out characteristics that aren’t helpful. If one hopes for marriage partner, try good dating  dot coms – and see what one learns about oneself.

Secondly: Run! Sometimes the best advice is pick up the pieces and get away from disastrous situations and relationships – move on. If healthy run – like Forest Gum ran – after he discovered Jenny dumped him. Run Forest run!

For example: We can’t stand or understand someone who rejects us every time we meet them. They never look us in the eye. They are always eying everyone else in the room than us. They ignore us. Go up the down staircase as they say. Ignore those who ignore us. I know this is contrary to going the extra mile that Jesus talks about – but if there is no hope for improvement, run baby run........

WANTING PEACE

Poem for Today - March 24, 2014

THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and 
my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down when the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, 
and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

(c) Wendell Berry,

page 69 in Collected

Poems, 1957-1982

Pictures - a 
wood drake
on top - on water 
below that a 
blue heron
picture  from

National Geographic

on Line. Thanks.