Praying with Fringes 03/09/2017 – as you fall from a great height you are finally yourself

When You Become the Rain Martha Courtot when you become the rain things get easier your hands grow more able to touch the dusky earth of course           your name changes you choose           you insist on your choice you move across the day and light follows having transformed          dissolved alchemized you have said good-bye to the whine … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/09/2017 – as you fall from a great height you are finally yourself

Praying with Fringes 03/08/2017 – the power that is in us if we would join our solitudes in the communion of struggle

from Beginners Denise Levertov But we have only begun to love the earth. We have only begun to imagine the fullness of life. How could we tire of hope? —    so much is in bud How can desire fail? —    we have only begun to imagine justice and mercy, only begun to envision how it … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/08/2017 – the power that is in us if we would join our solitudes in the communion of struggle

Praying with Fringes 03/07/17 – In that shade I have often lingered, tasting the fruit

from Song of Songs translated by Marcia Falk My beloved lay down beside me and my fragrance weakened the night. All night between my breasts my love is a cluster of myrrh, a sheaf of henna blossoms, my love, as in the vineyards of Ein Gedi. And you, my beloved, how beautiful you are! Your … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/07/17 – In that shade I have often lingered, tasting the fruit

Praying with Fringes 03/06/17 – the action is wild down there

It rains it thaws Alicia Ostriker It rains it thaws the action is wild down there the silvery cold delicious wetness is trickling in through tunnels and cracks whatever tastes it begins to grasp and shove my god I feel it happening through my shoes a thousand worms threaded from their mucus cradles already nudge … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/06/17 – the action is wild down there

Praying with Fringes 03/05/2017 – the patches of wild grasses coming green

Here in the Time Between Jack Ridl Here in the time between snow and the bud of the rhododendron, we watch the robins, look into the gray, and narrow our view to the patches of wild grasses coming green. The pile of ashes in the fireplace, haphazard sticks on the paths and gardens, leaves tangled … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/05/2017 – the patches of wild grasses coming green

Praying with Fringes 02/11/2017 – How “Fuck you” becomes a love song

You are who I love Aracelis Girmay You, selling roses out of a silver grocery cart You, in the park, feeding the pigeons You cheering for the bees You with cats in your voice in the morning, feeding cats You protecting the river You are who I love delivering babies, nursing the sick You with … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/11/2017 – How “Fuck you” becomes a love song

Praying with Fringes 02/10/2017 – even as we discern the torn world

עָלֵינוּ  / Aleynu L’shabey’akh: It Is Ours to Praise Marcia Falk It is ours to praise the beauty of the world even as we discern the torn world. For nothing is whole that is not first rent and out of the torn we make whole again. May we live with promise in creation’s lap, redemption … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/10/2017 – even as we discern the torn world

Praying with Fringes 02/09/2017 -We saw, we heard, we spoke, we did not-enough

Let Them Not Say Jane Hirshfield Let them not say:          we did not see it. We saw. Let them not say:         we did not hear it. We heard. Let them not say:            they did not taste it. We ate, we trembled. Let them not say:         it was not spoken, not written. We spoke, we … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/09/2017 -We saw, we heard, we spoke, we did not-enough

Praying with Fringes 02/08/2017 – we dislike injustice and cancer, and are not unaware of our terrible errors

Ode to the Unbroken World, Which Is Coming Thomas Lux It must be coming, mustn’t it? Churches and saloons are filled with decent humans. A mother wants to feed her daughter, fathers to buy their children things that break. People laugh, all over the world, people laugh. We were born to laugh, and we know … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/08/2017 – we dislike injustice and cancer, and are not unaware of our terrible errors

Praying with Fringes 02/07/2017 – it’s difficult to get the news from our bodies, yet people die each day for lack of what is found there

For the Fifty (Who Formed PEACE With Their Bodies) Philip Metres In the green beginning,           in the morning mist,                               they emerge from their chrysalis of clothes: peel off purses & cells,           & Gap sweats, turtle-                     necks & tanks, Tommy’s & Salvation Army, platforms & clogs,           abandoning bras & lingerie, labels                     & names, courtesies & shames, … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/07/2017 – it’s difficult to get the news from our bodies, yet people die each day for lack of what is found there