Posts Tagged ‘religion’

Good Friday 2019

Good Friday 2019

The bees of Notre Dame
survived the fire and hum
their ancient chant: 
“to work is to pray,
to work is to pray” …
we will gather sweetness
from the flowers
of Sainte-Chapelle today,
and make wax for Easter
candles in our home.

Julian O’Dea

Notre Dame

Notre Dame, April 2019

Life holds out 
a blackened branch
Notre Dame is burning.
Where is my heart?
Dying in an upstairs room.


Julian O’Dea



God took a bone from Man,
a single line from a poem,
and fleshed it out to make
a refrain, Woman, so the duet
began in a thousand tongues,
though all the beasts were mute,
till the birds began their songs.


Julian O’Dea

A comment and another old picture of women

A recent comment on a photo showing the way women used to be but are now:

” You feel an intense sense of loss, but you feel better because you know things were better once, and you think, you start to believe, that somehow there can be a restoration of that better state – after all, here is the proof, sitting right in front of your very eyes! “Things were once nice like this, surely they can be again, right?” “

Good comment, and here is another old photo of how women used to be:

1957. Leeds General Infirmary, England. Prayers at the start of a shift.

“thou sluggard”

“Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise”

Christ had a disciple

who was a drunk.

He could have been an

apostle but he was

always drunk.

Too drunk to deny Him.

Too drunk even to run away.

Too drunk to write a gospel,

even a short epistle.

All day he lay drunk by a date palm,

just watching the ants go by.



Julian O’Dea

Deep in Her Eyes

Deep in her eyes
I sèe blue blooms
as constant as
God’s sky

As Dante smote
by Beatrice’s eyes
I see and write
of Paradise


Julian O’Dea

The Eucalypt Trees

The Eucalypt Trees

Today the wind rises
and whispers in the trees
of bushfire.

Trees move in the wind
bending as if davening
in prayer.

For the memory
of fire is a blessing
and regeneration.


Julian O’Dea