Monasteries of the Heart

Old Monk's Journal: Journal Entry 249

Here is a poem for Friday, April 30, the last day of National Poetry Month. Thank you so much for participating in this celebration. I had a good time and hope you did, too.

You remain with me
old wild goose, no matter where
you roam—same autumn night.

Do you like this poem? Why or why not? How does it make you feel?
Prompt: Copy Issa’s first line—You remain with me—and see where it leads you

You remain with me: old photograph, favorite poem, dear friend, lost love, blue heron etc.

You remain with me
dear mother
even though your last
African violet has ceased
to blossom.
--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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