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		<title>First Things RSS Feed - Catherine Chandler</title>
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			<title>Votive</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2018 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p>Saint Joseph&rsquo;s Oratory, Montreal.
<br>
Between the crypt and dark magmatic rock
<br>
of the mountain&rsquo;s flank, along a blue-domed hall
<br>
one hundred four feet long, I slowly walk.
<br>
Ex-votos hanging on the chapel wall&mdash;
<br>
canes and crutches&mdash;testify 
<em>en bloc<br></em>
to gratitude and grace. This same motif
<br>
repeats in eight imposing bas-reliefs.
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			<title>When</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Oct 2013 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p>  
<em> For man also knoweth not his time. </em>
  
<br>
 (Ecclesiastes) 
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			<title>The Red Beads: At the Maldonado Flea Market, Uruguay</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2013 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> Among the pipes and pulleys, sacks and seeds, 
<br>
 there is a necklace made of crimson beads. 
<br>
 Great care was taken that it catch the eye 
<br>
 of plain-clad  
<em> fernandinas </em>
  passing by 
<br>
 the Sunday market stalls and sundry shops 
<br>
 where needs and wants diverge. A woman stops. 
<br>
  
<br>
 She holds the necklace to her collar, asks 
<br>
 the price, then gently puts it down and masks 
<br>
 her disappointment with a repartee &rdquo; 
<br>
  
<em> Demasiado lindo para m&iacute;. </em>
  
<br>
 Too nice. Yet, homeward-bound, she&#146;ll look again 
<br>
 and hope no one has bought it. 
<br>
                                    Now and then, 
<br>
 a thing of beauty must be bargained for, 
<br>
 though all it graces is a dresser drawer. 
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			<title>Eleven</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2011 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> players on a soccer team 
<br>
 stars in Joseph&#146;s second dream 
<br>
   
<br>
  
<br>
 odd reversible and prime 
<br>
 dimensions (counting space and time) 
<br>
  
<br>
   
<br>
 pipers piping                salt (Na) 
<br>
 month day hour Veteran&#146;s Day 
<br>
  
<br>
   
<br>
 goat&#146;s hair curtains ripped apart 
<br>
 ounce-weight of the human heart 
<br>
  
<br>
   
<br>
 twelve less Judas         David&#146;s men 
<br>
 pearls and tears from Swinburne&#146;s pen 
<br>
   
<br>
  
<br>
 heartbreak (on a scale of ten) 
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			<title>Kyrielle</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> For moments when they questioned me 
<br>
 and I replied indifferently, 
<br>
 or wished I&rsquo;d practiced birth control, 
<br>
 may God have mercy on my soul. 
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