Saints Are Rarely Saints, if You Know What I Mean
A St. Patrick’s Day poem about the humanity of saints. © by Nicholas Gordon. Video and Audio Music: No.6 In My Dreams. By Esther Abrami. Music free to use at YouTube.
Mary at Midnight, the Babe in Her Arms
A Christmas poem contrasting the roles of reason and myth: Mary at midnight, the babe in her arms: Ever the myth makes its way to the heart. Reason gives way to desire and art, Rendered quite mute by the quake of its qualms. Yes, of course there are ange
Here Are Festive Flowers for Your Room
An Easter friendship poem about the limits of friendship: Here are festive flowers for your room, A spray of springtime on your bare night table: Placed upon a place within your view, Placed where best to light your harried heart. Yet my blossoms can’t d
Sister Margaret's Been Here Many Years
A name poem for a much-loved Catholic school teacher. Sister Margaret's been here many years In service to the children and the Lord. She’s one lovely note within a chord Too vast and beautiful for human ears. Even those who've carved out bright careers