Thursday 25 August 2016

ggod or someone


Major earthquake in Italy . . . More aftershocks. Hundreds dead.
Earthquake in Myanmar destroys 66 shrines. First reports: 1 death.


ggod
or someone
lurking
up there

levelled
the churches
high
in the mountains

levelled
the stupas
low
in the jungles

levelled
the mosques
with storms
from the deserts

completed all tasks
 in less time
than it takes    
                to
say

somewhere
 someone
is crying

or

somewhere
someone
 is praying

or

ggod
 help us all
we are down
on 
your 
knees





12 comments:

  1. Somewhere in Louisiana I am sure a preacher is blaming ggod for the flood.
    I like the poem, btw.

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    1. Thanks Shawn. A certain Bishop Wagner blamed God for the Haiti earthquake, as I recall. God was angry because people were practicing voodoo instead of going to church, and so he sent an earthquake to punish them, which means kill and injure them indiscriminately, just like in the bible.

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  2. Fair comment on the situation today Gwil.

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    1. Pope says we must pray. But see my reply to Shawn.

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  3. Some people pray but fortunately plenty roll up their sleeves and help!
    Greetings Maria x

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    1. Maria, you are so right. Thanks. I wish much strength to the rescue teams and carers.

      I doubt very much that a prayer to a ggod peeping behind the curtain in the sky's window will stop even one aftershock.

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    2. I think I should have said "many roll up their sleeves..." and not "plenty" by I see you still understood what I meant, thanks
      X

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    3. It was and is fine since 'plenty' is ok, and 'many' is ok too, although 'plenty' may in one sense imply or suggest more than 'many' but the meaning is clear. It's a little confusing but this matters not a jot in the real world.
      By the way, I had a lovely holiday in Umbria one time. It was in a garden cottage owned by Peter Stein the theater director. I think he was based somewhere in France, maybe Lyon, at the time. Maybe still is. We bought some bottles of home produced olive oil from him and he signed the labels. It was a nice way to end a holiday.

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    4. Thank you Gwil for taking your time to explain this to me!
      Umbria is beautiful. I do hope you've kept the empty oil bottles.

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    5. There may be one in the cellar.

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  4. I've seen your comments on other folks' blogs, but this is my first visit here.
    Having read your poem, I am glad to have chosen this time, and thank you for the well considered, well written words.

    With no idea that my nightly wishes reach any particular destination, I still try to remember to think of a few chosen words before I drift into sleep. Currently, I am putting more emphasis on my waking hours, and trying each day to be thoughtful, and kind to those with whom I interact, even if I have never set eyes on those folks before.

    Having reached my advanced age, I continue to cling to a positive outlook.

    Thank you for all those comments of yours that eventually encouraged me to click my way over here.

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    1. Welcome Frances and thanks for leaving your considered comment. R S Thomas, an uncertain priest who once painted the interior of his church black, wrote about the distant bark of a fox in the night and what it meant. And the sound of the waves breaking on the shore and what it meant. And after a lifetime of study and prayer and questioning and preaching to his small congregation he was still left in a quandary. In the end where did it get him? Yes, he was honest to himself and unable to deal with his contradictions he became argumentative and abrasive. He was a much better poet than a priest. It's a path of thorns. Better your way :)

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