Walking with Jesus

This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Barbara Crooker.                                                                                                                 Walking with Jesus in the Blue Ridge Mountains, eating corn fritters and okra, passing the black-eyed peas. He […]

Cana

This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Jeffrey Essmann.                                                                                                                                 Cana When Mary said to Jesus, “There’s no wine. They have no wine,” she told him, “This is […]

Ner Tamid

This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by P.C. Scheponik.                                                                                                                   Ner Tamid I used to love entering the empty church, to be alone with the whispers of the tall wooden timbers, the random creaking of the pews, the giant crucifix hanging in the center of the altar wall– Golgotha in marble on wood, suspended in mid air– a […]

Invocation, Three Movements

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This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Laurie Klein.                                                                                                                                               Invocation, Three Movements Walk Soul, take to the fields, stroll among the wild lilies. Step. Pause. […]

My Sisters

This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Margaret Adams Birth.                                                                                                                                          My Sisters My sisters . . . We sit around a dining table, books open on the surface before us. This is our call to contemplate—don’t hesitate to speak: our words are sacred here, whatever we […]

Mary

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This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Johanna Caton.                                                                                                                                                       Mary Your name – floating on the now of my final breath. Your power – the power of your woman’s arms, pillowing my soul home. Your stillness – when, all masks aside, I touch love’s unmasked face. You: I revere for bearing what I’ve not strength to hold, […]

God gave me a bug

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This week’s poem in the Catholic Poetry Room is by Jeffrey Essmann.                                                                                                                   God gave me a bug the clouds were gathering at morning prayer the world and its absurdity and pain were closing in so thick and grey the psalm could hardly breathe then God gave me a bug beside the candle something many-legged and steady insistent in its vermin […]