A Catholic Worker Family

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A Catholic Worker Family

The objects of their adoration

were later traced to Central Station,

laying on a closet floor

with Tamany Hall’s old humidor.

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There was no sacred image there,

No Dorothy Day

No sign of prayer

No feet to wash except their own

No poor to serve, no map of home.

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Decades later, faintly heard:

distant Latin, sacred word,

serving drunks on bended knee:

prophets of the Bowery.

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But nothing’s left of battle cries

turned by cowards  into lies.

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Claire O’Brien, 2014

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Note: this poem is about one family – not about the Catholic Worker Movement itself, to which I send my love.

 

 

 

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