Poem: Brick wall scripture

Poem: Brick wall scripture

Brick wall scripture By Patrick T. Reardon Read the brick wall scripture. Fingertip the prophecy braille. Shakespeare wrote a Bible of plays. Macbeth’s sin (3 Samuel). Lear’s rage against the pain (Job). Iago, more evil than Judas.   Will...

Poem: Angels are out tonight

Poem: Angels are out tonight

Angels are out tonight By Patrick T. Reardon Tonight, the typewriter keys slam rhythm to ease coarse electricity under the skin. The Sister of the Sacred Heart pleads alms and sweats under her habit as angels stride thickly east and west on her...

Poem: “Visions”

Poem: “Visions”

Visions By Patrick T. Reardon I see the hand of God write on the wall the sins of the king. I see the bloody knife. I see the father lead the son to slaughter. I smell the burning bush. I see the furnace, three inside unburnt. I hear the walls...