The Dignity in a Genuflection
~ by Lawrence Hall Sunflowers do not bend toward the Sun; they genuflectWhich is exactly right for morning prayersThey have waited in place throughout the nightFor His morning and, true enough, He comes (more…)
~ by Lawrence Hall Sunflowers do not bend toward the Sun; they genuflectWhich is exactly right for morning prayersThey have waited in place throughout the nightFor His morning and, true enough, He comes (more…)
~ by Lawrence Hall We kiss the frame of an icon because We pray for a Breath of the Eternal We gaze upon an icon because We pray for a Vision of the Eternal We…
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall And so, he sweeps, against the blustery winds that blow his efforts back into the cold, across the parking lot and far away; cigarette ends and plastic straws adrift (more…)
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall The discipline of reading at least one poem each day The meter started getting rough aboard A scheduled poetic three-minute tour Across a sonnet or a blue haiku Broken up…
~ by Mack Hall O how beautiful is Our Lady Queen! Queen of our hearts and hopes, and of the May, Sweet Empress over forest, down, and dene, and happy Sunrise over the pilgrim’s way.…
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall [For Brother Columba and Brother JosephAbbey St. Joseph, Covington, Louisiana. “He will make his promise in the name of the saints whose relics lie there, and to the abbot.” -…
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall A Boy’s happy Christmas in the long agoMiss Dee found it in an old house she boughtPot metal with the paint peeling awayWire axles and rubber tires that still roll…
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall But it’s not a prison; it’s a unit(Euphemisms make everything all better)The morning sun rising above the fogSparkles merrily on bright razor wire (more…)
Let us build a statue of Sergeant SchultzStanding bravely at the door of Baracke 2With a bouquet of flowers in one mighty handAnd a slice of apple strudel in the other And on the base let…
~ by Lawrence “Mack” Hall They may break our bodies…but they need not dominate our minds. -C. S. Lewis Every book we read to a little child Every kindness we work for another soul…
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