In which Irene Invents GarlicBreadMen
In which, oddly, there is protection for sheep among wolves
Family Life/ Parenting Irene
Qui Cantat, bis orat. "He who sings, prays twice" Augustine
My Books
My Books
The Church That Had Too Much
(on Amazon.com, on Amazon.co.uk)
“The Mother of God,” William Butler Yeats
The threefold terror of love; a fallen flare
Through the hollow of an ear;
Wings beating about the room;
The terror of all terrors that I bore
The Heavens in my womb.
Had I not found content among the shows
Every common woman knows,
Chimney corner, garden walk,
Or rocky cistern where we tread the clothes
And gather all the talk?
What is this flesh I purchased with my pains,
This fallen star my milk sustains,
This love that makes my heart’s blood stop
Or strikes a sudden chill into my bones
And bids my hair stand up?
The Clothes Pin by Jane Kenyon
The Clothes Pin
How much better it is
to carry wood to the fire
than to moan about your life.
How much better
to throw the garbage
onto the compost, or to pin the clean
sheet on the line,
With a gray-brown wooden clothes pin
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