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Issue Date:  January 25, 2008


For Beauty’s Sake

Glass-climbing grasshopper
stepping nicely up the window
of my writing house

Is this mountain climbing
the “fiddling” you do
while your counterpart

picks his way through
grass, carrying on his back
whatever he’s found

to stave off death
by quick and fatal hunger?
And you? Do you think

about that as you lift
your elegance up the window,
sun shining through

your reds and greens
like the stained glass of cathedrals
in northern France?

-- Judith Robbins
   Whitefield, Maine

Even the Grass Knows

Sustainer of life,
   grass graces
   the soil,

With roots,
   grass searches
   the depths of dust
   waiting for water to
   nourish it green.

Roots of peace
   go deep
Spirit searches
   the depths of humans
   waiting for
   their response.

Rain and peace
   will come.
When and where
   the grass

-- Clem J. Nagel
   Fridley, Minn.

When I Was Six

I stood on our porch
after the spring shower
and watched the sun
come out and shine its
dappled light on trembling,
glistening leaves.

I was almost six.
I stood transfixed.
I saw God wrapped in beauty
that April afternoon.

-- Fred Ruof
   Baltimore, Md.

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National Catholic Reporter, January 25, 2008

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