Poem: Lamentation

Poem: Lamentation

  Lamentation   By Patrick T. Reardon   Let Israel now say, let Aaron now say, give thanks, mercy endures, mystery forever his majesty.   Bulleted chaste gazelle, backyard cement, clot-blood hosed onto yellow winter grass...

Poem: None of my own

Poem: None of my own

    None of my own by Patrick T. Reardon   I packed books in boxes and notes in boxes and pens and rulers and pads of paper and photos in frames and maps and small things without any category that reminded me of a person I’d met or...

Poem:  Ecclesiastes Road

Poem: Ecclesiastes Road

  Ecclesiastes Road By Patrick T. Reardon   See and see: Each time passes. Journey is taken. River runs. Green brittles. Tall withers. Sun is blind. Blood dries to grit. Clock locks.   I line my dashboard with communion of saints...