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The Morning After Angels

Mary-Patrice Woehling

The morning after angelsSt. Joseph sanded wood,Nailed smooth boards at right angles,And though the crib was rude, It was a vast improvement On donkeyโ€™s feeding trough; The craftsmanship was...

Easter Vigil

Mary-Patrice Woehling

Youโ€™re rising somewhere in the April night Again, as ever with returning spring. Your tomb will be found empty at first light Again. The dead cells of Your corpse...

Joseph

Mary-Patrice Woehling

He scrubbed the trough and filled it with fresh hay.The midnight sky was bright and hard and raw; The constellations danced above cold clay. That night the heavens put...

Melchiorโ€™s Wife

Mary-Patrice Woehling

In truth, I was not born to royalty;My power came from pleasure and my smile.I used my supple body to beguileA bookish, awkward prince who spoiled meAnd I became...

Ad-Venting

Mary-Patrice Woehling

I need tidings of comfort and of joy;Please play me โ€œHark, the Herald Angels Sing.โ€I donโ€™t like โ€œSilent Nightโ€; itโ€™s like a dirge;โ€œSleep in Heavenly Peaceโ€? Eternal rest.The Christmas...

11th Month, 11th Day, 11th Hour (Armistice 100)

Mary-Patrice Woehling

10:59. The seconds slowly trudgeOver the top of the eleventh hourWhen shells and whiz bangs cease their lethal shower;We hold our breath and watch the minute budge.The church bells...

Snowdrops

Mary-Patrice Woehling

I planted snowdrops forty years agoWhen I was fourteen; early March they driftAcross the garden, poking through the snow.I see them springing, and my spirits lift.I see them blooming...

Ember Days

Mary-Patrice Woehling

September 1:  Though acorns start to fall,And equinox is still three weeks away,We lose the evanescent light of day;Despite bright mornings, night begins its sprawl.October 1: The pumpkins are...

Salome

Mary-Patrice Woehling

I wonder who taught Salome to dance,To wave her arms, to drop her final veil.For all her grace, she somehow disenchants. Sheโ€™s sinuous and snakelike; no romanceRuns through her...

Out

Mary-Patrice Woehling

The Lord God, the Almighty, simply said,โ€œDo not eat any fruit from this tree. ItMay taste delicious, but its aftertasteWill make you realize that you ate in haste,And you...

Resurrection

Mary-Patrice Woehling

I must believe that You rose from the deadFor if You didnโ€™t, then what hope is thereTo raise me from the gutter of despairOut of the sod from which...

Queen of the May

Mary-Patrice Woehling

My Lady, Queen of Heaven, Queen of Earth,I weave for you a crown of white muguet.Delightful, fragrant, quiet bells of mirthI twine for Mary garlanded in May. Madonna, Fairest...

Autumn Triduum

Mary-Patrice Woehling

On Halloween we shouted โ€œTrick or Treatโ€ And held out plastic pumpkins for our loot. Weโ€™d say our thank-youโ€™s nicely and weโ€™d scoot To neighborsโ€™ houses farther down the...

Epiphany

Mary-Patrice Woehling

Each year I shroud them in their bubble wrap, The kings next to the shepherds and their sheep. The donkeyโ€™s head lies in Melchiorโ€™s lap; I settle them for...

Ancilla

Mary-Patrice Woehling

I am the maid of Lady Claudia. Sheโ€™s not an easy mistress, but sheโ€™s fair. I smooth her mantle, fix her fibula, And pin her pearls into her piled...