Friday, April 9, 2021

 April  9,  2021

 



OARS  IN THE WATER

BUTT IN THE BOAT


Needing muscle,
needing a plan,
or a map,
needing a hope,
a want to,
needing effort,
a boat,
needing to let go –
anyway, some way,
to get beyond this.
 

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021

 




 April  9,  2021

 


Thought for the Day

 

“If there is no wind, row.”


"Si ventus non est,  remiga."

 

Latin proverb

Thursday, April 8, 2021

 April  8,  2021



READING  FROM  A  DISTANCE

 

Lunch - all alone - in the middle
of a small luncheonette – people
together at a dozen different tables.
 
Ooops! I forgot my newspaper so I began
to read the faces of the people around me.
Jaws. Eyes. Watch or phone watchers.
 
Smile. Scowl. Okay. Not okay.
I wonder what people are doing
behind their skin -  their mask.
 
Is anyone watching me. Is anyone
wondering what’s behind my face –
inside the refrigerator of  my soul?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021


April  8,  2021


 

Thought for the Day

 

“Poetry makes some kind of claim of honesty.  If, at a party, I say I’m a poet,  people have a hard time of responding, almost as if I’d said I’m a priest.” 

 

Tobias Hill,

The Independent,

August 9, 2006

“I know the feeling

on both counts.”

Wednesday, April 7, 2021

April  7,  2021


MY MOM

 

My sister Mary called today and
said, “It’s mom’s anniversary.
 
“Ooooh!”

It’s April 7th.
I had forgotten.
 
She was killed.
Hit and run – on her
way to church and then work.
Today, April 7, 1987.
 
“Ooooh!”
 
I still haven’t cried.
 
I said that to someone
and they suggested,
“Listen to Irish music.”
 
I tried that.
It didn’t work.
 
“Oooooh!”

"When?"
 
                                             © Andy Costello, Reflections 2021


 April 7,  2021


Thought for the Day


“Bad men need nothing more to compass their ends, than that good men should look on and do nothing.”

 

John Stuart Mill


Tuesday, April 6, 2021

 April  6,  2021


SOPHIE  SCHOLL

THE WHITE ROSE

 

I don’t know what I would say
if I knew I was to die in the morning.
Executed …. Beheaded
along with her brother Hans -
he 24  -  she at the age of 21 -
for standing up 
against the Nazi’s in 1943.
Would I be brave?
Would I scream?
Would I wet my pants?
Would I say what Sophie Scholl said,
“Such a fine sunny day and
I have to go.  But what does my death matter
if through it thousands of people
are stirred to action?”
Hope that still happens - where there is horror. 
Where am I called to action?
Look her up on line: Sophie Scholl.
Listen to what she still has to say 
on this beautiful day.

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021