Monasteries of the Heart

Old Monk's Journal: Journal Entry 242

Here is the poem for Thursday, April 15. To celebrate National Poetry Month, I am posting a short poem, a question and prompt every other day during the month. Mostly they will be poems by my daily companions, the ancient Japanese and Chinese poets. I will do the prompt myself, either in prose or poetry, and invite you to join.

Dear evening swallow,
today is a burden—and
trust nothing tomorrow
--Issa

Do you like this poem? Why or why not? How does it make you feel?
Prompt: Imitate Issa’s first line by intimately addressing some aspect of creation

Dear mourning dove,
Dear forsythia bush,
Dear spring rain,
Dear grandchild of mine, etc.

Dear winter rose,
it is lovely
the way you embrace
my mother’s
grave
--Old Monk

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A blog by Mary Lou Kownacki
A personal journal captures what’s in the heart. Most of my adult life I’ve recorded my notes, brief reflections, poems, reactions to daily events in a journal. It is an ongoing source of monastic formation; the rich and raw material of life that helps shape my Monastery of the Heart. About a year ago, Old Monk began to appear on my journal’s pages. Mary Lou Kownacki, OSB, is the Monasteries of the Heart coordinator.

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