Thursday, May 11, 2017

May 11: James Scannell McCormick, "Scene from the Life of St. Ursula"

I have a soft spot for stories and books and poems about saints.  Obviously.

As I've said before, I think it has something to do with that striving for perfection, despite our humanness.  My favorite part of any saint's biography is what life was like before the touch of God.  When the saint struggled with lust and hunger and greed and envy and pride.  That's what interests me, because that allows me to see the possibility of grace in my life.

Marty is all about a little saintly grace.

Scene from the Life of St. Ursula:  Papal Audience

by:  James Scannell McCormick

After Carpaccio

 Who is she? White-mitered bishops, cardinals
In toques of crimson, mill and press: Princess?
But come from some unsettled tract at the fierce
Brink of the world. In her mastered Latin, fall

And lift -- her outlandish mother tongue? -- like swells
Against a hull. In gemmed circlet and dress
Color of sky's zenith, she kneels -- as does
Every single girl (Thousands!) who fills

That zealous cortege. What can the Holy Father
Make of such an unmatched showing of love?
What can he say? Between the squat shadow

Of the Tomb, the thick, silted Tiber, he wavers.
In their midst, single, fixed desire: to receive
Blessing; in his heart, holy envy: to follow.

1 comment:

  1. Hope the current pope has set a standard that all who follow will try and live up to...just a random thought.