Edited by Angela O'Donnell
Underwritten by Fordham University's Curran Center for Catholic Studies
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2010 Poets.....
Anne McCrady Henderson, TX
Anne McCrady experiences life to the fullest. A poet, writer, speaker, storyteller, naturalist, spiritualist, social activist as well as daughter, wife and mother, Anne makes every moment count, believing that our lives are gifts meant to be shared with others. Anne's company, InSpiritry, was founded on that belief.
A lifelong lover of language and stories, whether in a conference hall or a classroom, a Sunday service or a museum gallery, Anne McCrady's compelling message of InSpiritry leads audiences to open their hearts, see the beauty as well as the needs around them, celebrate creative ideas, live courageously and be a source of good in the world. Able to combine instruction, inspiration and entertainment, Anne always gives audiences a hopeful perspective and food for thought.
Her stories, poems, essays and devotionals have been published in both online and print journals, and included in American and international trade anthologies. Among her many awards, Anne’s peace manuscript, Under a Blameless Moon, won the Pudding House Chapbook Contest.
For more information about Anne: http://www.inspiritry.com
Borders
Anne McCrady
Spinning in space—
land and sea,
land and sea—
our green and blue
unisphere resists
the invisible geometrics
of men’s frith and faith,
those boundaries of black
magic powder that transform
rivers, valleys, mountain passes
into great divides.
On maps and globes, panoramas
only God could promise
are hemmed by politics.
Nations are sutured
back together after war.
Highways bisect vistas
that once curved
with the turn, turn
of the earth. Whole peoples
keep their patriotic toes
on one side of a line,
and everyone knows
which things are yours,
which things are mine…
but loose stones roll unaware.
Breezes blow in all directions.
Geese swim the river.
Dogs pass through checkpoints.
Children climb over a wall.
And each time Hope,
that woman who knows no borders,
crosses to the other side.
from Under a Blameless Moon (Pudding House, 2008)
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Peace Poems.....
WAR CRY
innocents, our sons and daughters.
Children bursting into flame
give common death another name:
Napalm,
whispers Vietnam.
Aushwitz,
hisses bone and ash.
Hiroshima,
signs the blinding flash.
They run from war to war to war
and cry for peace, our ancient yearning.
Again we set their world on fire.
Again they can’t stop burning.
Angela O'Donnell
Bronxsville, NY