INTO DARKNESS At Monday morning Mass a man sits nearby, A man alone and a million miles away. Eyes vacant, head bent, forehead on his fist. He looks at his feet At the Sign of Peace. I think to ask…
THE GAME (2025) On low-lying ground, the children started a game With the vaguest of rules but a very clear aim. The object was simply to find the way home, So, with a bagful of clues, they set off to…
MINIMAL RAISINS My life’s work is to consume minimal raisins, And never to stay at Ramadas or Days Inns. Other than that, all is totally okay; You’ll see a smile on my face, come what may. But come to think…
THE AGING PROCESS I’m losing touch with reality, An everyday elderly malady. But it’s no mere formality; It ushers in a new spirituality. My former life was about dough, rays, and me; Now I tend lower branches of the family…
Book Review: A Declaration of Dependence, by Archbishop Fulton J. Sheen A telling feature of all the Catholic social and moral commentary I’ve ever read is that it all could have been written yesterday. Whether 10 years old, 100 or…