Monday, June 27, 2022

OUTSPOKEN WITH FAMOUS POETS


To end this month, our last nun-poet is SISTER BERNETTA QUIN.  Like  Jessica Powers, also a native of Wisconsin, Sister Bernetta, born in 1915, was a prolific writer.  She was acclaimed by Flannery O’Connor and kept long correspondences with many of the best poets of her generation, including Wallace Stevens, William Carlos Williams and Seamus Heaney.

She entered the Franciscan Congregation of Our Lady of Lourdes in 1934, right out of High School and made profession of vows three years later. She earned a B.A. from the College of St. Teresa in 1942,  an M.A. in English from Catholic University in 1944, and a doctorate in English from the University of Wisconsin-Madison in 1952.

Sister Bernetta was a teacher throughout her adult life, first on the elementary and secondary levels and later at many colleges, including Norfolk State College, the University of the Sacred Heart in Tokyo, and Allen University. From 1954 to 1967 she was a member of the English Department faculty at the College of St. Teresa in Winona,Minn.

She also authored several scholarly studies of Modernist poetry, including The Metamorphic Tradition in Modern Poetry (1955); Ezra Pound: An Introduction to the Poetry (1972); and Randall Jarrell (1981), as well as numerous scholarly articles and book reviews.

In 1983 she retired to Assisi Heights in Rochester, Minnesota, and that same year published a small collection of poems, --dancing in stillness. In 1997 she celebrated her diamond jubilee as a Franciscan Sister. Sister Mary Bernetta Quinn died at Assisi Heights on February 24, 2003.

According to Nick Ripatrazone (in Literary Hub, July 27, 2018),  in 1948, Wallace Stevens received a letter from Sister Mary Bernetta in which she enclosed some notes on his poetry.  He wrote back: “It is a relief to have a letter from someone that is interested in understanding…I do seek a centre and expect to go on seeking it.”


Later he wrote her: “I am not an atheist although I do not believe to-day in the same God in whom I believed when I was a boy.”   And yet this great American poet did convert to Catholicism, and one wonders what part Sister Bernetta played.

Friday, June 24, 2022

LORD OF MY HEART

 



                            A CELTIC PRAYER FOR THE SACRED HEART

Lord of my heart, give me vision to inspire me, that, working or resting,
            I may always think of You.
Lord of my heart, give me light to guide me, that, at home or abroad,
            I may always walk in Your way.
Lord of my heart, give me wisdom to direct me, that, thinking or acting,
            I may always discern right from wrong.
Lord of my heart, give me courage to strengthen me, that, among friends or enemies,
            I may always proclaim Your justice.
Lord of my heart, give me trust to console me, that, hungry or well-fed,
            I may always rely on Your mercy.
Lord of my heart, save me from empty praise, that I may always boast of You.
Lord of my heart, save me from worldly wealth, that I may always look
            to the riches of Heaven.
Lord of my heart, save me from military prowess, that I may always seek Your protection.
Lord of my heart, save me from vain knowledge, that I may always study Your word.
Lord of my heart, save me from unhealthy pleasures, that I may always
            find joy in Your beautiful creation.
Lord of my heart, whatever may befall me, rule over any thoughts and feelings,
            my words and actions.    Amen.             (Source Unknown)


Art: Arturo Olivas,  RIP    (Original work done for our monastery on Shaw)

Thursday, June 23, 2022

A POEM FOR OLD AGE?


One of my recent favorite poems is by another nun, Sister Miriam of the Holy Spirit, more commonly known as JESSICA POWERS.  She has been hailed as one of America's greatest religious poets.

She was born in 1905 in Mauston, Wisconsin, to a pioneer family of Scottish heritage. By the time Jessica had turned 13, she lost both her older sister (TB at age 16) and father (heart attack hauling coal to parish priest).


She graduated from Mauston High School in 1922 and attended Marquette University for a year studying journalism. She then worked in Chicago before returning to care for her family after the death of her mother from 1925 to 1936. During this time she published over a hundred poems, many reflecting her background growing up in rural Wisconsin.

She moved to New York in 1937, where she shared a home with the philosopher Anton Pegis, a professor at Fordham University, and his wife Jessica, a writer, and helped care for their children. Jessica grew intellectually and spiritually through her contacts with other writers who were part of the Catholic Revival, and her poems began to take on the contemplative, mystical quality characterizing her work in later years. 


Her first book, The Lantern Burns, appeared in 1939. Drawn to a cloistered religious vocation she entered  the Milwaukee community of the Carmel of Mother of God as a postulant   (the first in this foundation- see photo to left- she is in white veil)  in 1941. On April 25, 1942, she received the habit of the Carmelites and was given the religious name of Sister Miriam of the Holy Spirit.

The Carmelites moved to nearby Pewaukee in 1958. There Jessica Powers spent the remainder of her life, dying of a stroke on August 18, 1988.

Sister Miriam  has influenced a wide audience of American Catholic and non-Catholic readers on a popular level in newspapers, magazines, and other periodicals for over sixty years. 

My favorite poem- perhaps written in old age (?): 

SUFFERING

All that day long I spent the hours with suffering.
I woke to find her sitting by my bed.
She stalked my footsteps while time slowed to timeless,
tortured my sight, came close in what was said.

She asked no more than that, beneath unwelcome,
I might be mindful of her grant of grace.
I still can smile, amused, when I remember
How I surprised her when I kissed her face.

Other Poems:

TO LIVE WITH THE SPIRIT

To live with the Spirit of God is to be a listener.
It is to keep the vigil of mystery,
earthless and still.
One leans to catch the stirring of the Spirit,
strange as the wind’s will.

The soul that walks where the wind of the Spirit blows
turns like a wandering weather-vane toward love.
It may lament like Job or Jeremiah,
echo the wounded hart, the mateless dove.
It may rejoice in spaciousness of meadow
that emulates the freedom of the sky.

Always it walks in waylessness, unknowing;
it has cast down forever from its hand
the compass of the whither and the why.

To live with the Spirit of God is to be a lover.
It is becoming love, and like to Him
toward Whom we strain with metaphors of creatures:
fire-sweep and water-rush and the wind’s whim.
The soul is all activity, all silence;
and though it surges Godward to its goal,
it holds, as moving earth holds sleeping noonday,
the peace that is the listening of the soul.


Take Your Only Son  (from:  The House at Rest)

None guessed our nearness to the land of vision,
not even our two companions to the mount.
That you bore wood and I, by grave decision,
fire and sword, they judged of small account.

Speech might leap wide to what were best unspoken
and so we plodded, silent, through the dust.
I turned my gaze lest the heart be twice broken
when innocence looked up to smile its trust.

O love far deeper than a lone begotten,
how grievingly I let your words be lost
when a shy question guessed I had forgotten
a thing so vital as the holocaust.

Hope may shout promise of reward unending
and faith buy bells to ring its gladness thrice,
but these do not preclude earth's tragic ending
and the heart shattered in its sacrifice.

Not beside Abram does my story set me.
I built the altar, laid the wood for flame.
I stayed my sword as long as duty let me,
and then alas, alas, no angel came.


Monday, June 20, 2022

FINDING GOD IN POETRY

 

Another sister, close to the heart of other famous writers was, SISTER MAURA EICHNER.  Born in 1915, she grew up in New York City where she was educated by the School Sisters of Notre Dame.  At the age of 18 she joined the order.  She hoped to dedicate her life to teaching young children, preferably the poor, but the Lord had other plans for her.

From 1943 to 1993 she taught in the English department of Notre Dame of Maryland University in Baltimore  and would become Chair of the English Department.  After her death the many tributes to Sister Maura showed her to be a beloved teacher, as well as a talented poet.

The first of the ten poetry collections she published in her lifetime, “Initiate the Heart,”  appeared in 1946.  In 1989 “Hope Is A Blind Bard”  and “After Silence: Selected Poems of Sister Maura Eichner S.S.N.D.”  in 2011.  

 Over the years she won several teaching awards, both local and national, including the prestigious Theodore M. Hesburgh Award for outstanding contributions to Catholic higher education. In her poem ''A Short History of the Teaching Profession," written perhaps for one of her own teachers, she says: ''All those words that fountained/from her have gathered into streams/that fountain other streams forever." 

In 21 years of Atlantic magazine student writing contests, Notre Dame students, inspired by Maura, won an astonishing 297 awards, including nine first-place awards. 

Sister Maura Eichner once said in a New York Times interview, that a poet needs to write "with the humility of a craftsman and the ardor of a saint" and to be "flaming with the good tidings of the Incarnation."

Through the years she maintained a correspondence with other famous writers, including, Katherine Anne Porter, Eudora Welty, Flannery O'Connor, and Richard Wilbur. 

Flannery’s 1963 letter to Sister Maura thanks her for the poetry she sent and asks for prayers for her March 25th birthday. The final letter to Sister Maura, dated March 25, 1964, sends thanks for another poem and wishes Sister Maura a blessed Easter as she (Flannery)  recovers from a recent surgery.

Sister Maura died in 2009. Sister  Mary Ellen Dougherty, a member of her order sums up Sister Maura:  As a teacher and as a poet, Sister Maura was a believer. She believed in beauty - in art, in nature, in music, in painting, in language. Sister Maura believed in life, and she believed in people. Above all, she believed simply and deeply in a God who believed in beauty, and in life, and in people. In one of her later notebooks, Sister Maura wrote "One writes poetry in order to find God." One may well read Sister Maura's poetry for the same reason."

Consider the season's wheel:
the turn of summer creeping over
leaves one incurved tendril on the vine,
one pointed peak of sweet late clover.

Initiate the heart to change
for it is wiser so,
accepting the splendor of the hour
white with clematis or snow.

Fortify the will with peace;
no season taking root,
tranquil in mist, in warmth, in frost,
each bears fruit.


Saturday, June 18, 2022

NUN POETESS

I recently came across a nun who was famous for her poetry, among other things, so decided to see if we have more “nun poets” in our Catholic history.

Perhaps the most famous was SISTER MARY MADELEVA WOLFF. I had heard of her in High School as her college in South Bend, Indiana was one I considered for my own education.  I did not want to attend an all  women’s college, however.

Born in 1887 in Cumberland, Wisconsin, she was a prominent 20th century figure. She was a renowned author, poet, scholar and speaker. As President of Saint Mary’s College from 1934-61, Sister Madeleva played a significant role in the development of both Catholic higher education and women’s education.   In 1943 she founded the School of Sacred Theology, the first and, for more than a decade, the only institution to offer graduate degrees in Catholic theology to women.

Her father was a Lutheran and a saddle and harness maker, who was twice mayor of Cumberland. He read poetry to her as a child and gave her a love of nature.. Her mother, Lucy, was a devout Catholic.

She had an early interest in education, attending the University of Wisconsin then transferring to St. Mary's to earn her bachelor's degree in 1909. She entered the Holy Cross order while at Saint Mary's and took her final vows after graduating, in 1910.

She began teaching at Saint Mary's and earned a master's degree in 1918 in literature. After spending the next few years out west as principal of Sacred Heart Academy in Ogden, Utah, and later Holy Rosary Academy in Woodland, California, she went on to school once again, studying at the University of California, Berkley, where in 1925 she earned a degree in philosophy, the first sister and one of the first women to do so.  She went on to specialize in medieval literature, doing post-graduate work at Oxford University.

 As a Catholic intellectual, long recognized as one of American Catholicism’s most extraordinary women, she also was a spokeswoman for the education of women and an advocate for the improvement of the status of women in the Catholic Church and everyday life.


A prolific writer with more than twenty books to her credit, Sister Madeleva also expressed her thoughts and opinions through numerous speeches and membership in various poetry societies.

 This incredible woman touched the lives of many, and her reach went far beyond the grounds of Saint Mary’s College. Sister Madeleva, a dynamic speaker and writer had much to say, provided support and encouragement to many of America’s 20th century intellectuals.

Known for her great energy, , Sister Madeleva personally corresponded with a wide range of prominent individuals. Thomas Merton sent her manuscripts for her to review before they were published. She talked with C.S. Lewis about his teaching and writing, discussed politics with the Kennedys and formed a close friendship with actress Helen Hayes. Her other frequent correspondents include famed physician Dr. Tom Dooley, British historian and sociologist Christopher Dawson, English actor and writer Robert Speaight, and diplomat and playwright Clare Booth Luce. Clare Booth Luce’s husband Henry Luce, then editor of Time and Life magazines, found Sister Madeleva to be such a remarkable woman and strong role model for future generations of men and women alike that he featured her in the June 10, 1957 issue of Life

She died at age 77 in 1964. An obituary described her as “the most renowned nun in the world.”  The only poem I could find on- line is the following:

Things to be loved 

The Carceri, soft rain in February,
These two stone oaks, this sky of Giotto’s blue,
Beds of hepatica and fritillary
In this square garden plot that Francis knew:

These things are to be loved I know. I love them
In their still world, uplifted from the plain.
I choose for you the diffident dearest of them,
White fritillaries in the Umbrian rain.


Wednesday, June 15, 2022

WORLD AT WAR

 

Olesya Hudyma - Ukraine

The big news yesterday and today is an interview with Pope Francis published  in the Italian Jesuit publication, “La Civiltà Cattolica,” as well as a secular newspaper, “La Stampa.

“For me, today, World War III has been declared. This is something that should give us pause for thought. What is happening to humanity that we have had three world wars in a century?”

"Dear brothers and sisters, on the day of Pentecost, the Lord's dream for humanity came true: 50 days after Easter, peoples who speak different languages ​​meet and understand each other," Vatican News quoted him as saying.

"However, now, a hundred days after the beginning of the armed aggression against Ukraine, the nightmare of war, which is a denial of God's dream, has descended on humanity again: nations at war, nations killing each other, people forced to move away from their homes instead of approaching.

It is also true that the Russians thought it would all be over in a week. But they miscalculated. They encountered a brave people, a people who are struggling to survive and who have a history of struggle.

This is what moves us: to see such heroism. I would really like to emphasize this point, the heroism of the Ukrainian people. What is before our eyes is a situation of world war, global interests, arms sales and geopolitical appropriation, which is martyring a heroic people.” 

"I repeat my appeal to the leaders of the nations: please do not lead humanity to destruction! Let the real negotiations begin, concrete negotiations on a ceasefire and an acceptable solution. Let the desperate cries of suffering people be heard, as we see in the media every day, let respect for human life be preserved, and let the terrible destruction of towns and villages in eastern Ukraine stop."

If left to our leaders this could seem hopeless, but we have a Mother who can intercede for us- all we need to do is ask her!



Sunday, June 12, 2022

HOLY TRINITY

 



 

Kateryna Shadrina- Ukraine
 

 

 

Prayer To The Holy Trinity

10th Century Hymn

Jesus our Savior, with the Father reigning;
Spirit of mercy, Advocate, Defender,
Light never waning.

Trinity sacred Unity unshaken;
Deity perfect, giving and forgiving,
Light of the Angels, Life of the forsaken,
Hope of all living.

Maker of all things, all thy creatures praise thee;
Lo, all things serve thee through thy whole creation:
Hear us, Almighty, hear us as we raise thee
Hearts adoration.

To the almighty triune God be glory:
Highest and greatest, help thou our endeavor;
We too would praise thee, giving honor worthy,

Now and for ever. 

(Translated:  Percy Dearmer  d. 1936)

Thursday, June 9, 2022

JOY TO THE END

A lot of activity going on in the monastery these days with many young helpers on the horizon. Our prayer remains the anchor which keeps all in balance so there in stability in our lives.  This month I would like to dedicate to some amazing women religious who made a difference in their life time, which while perhaps hidden, ripples on today.

One of our Oblates, who was born in England, loves to visit  the Benedictine Abbey of St Cecilia’s at Ryde on the Isle of Wight.  Founded in 1882, it  belongs to the Solesmes Congregation, a family of monasteries in the spiritual tradition of Dom Prosper Guéranger, noted for his work with the Gregorian Chant.  The nuns live the traditional monastic life of prayer, work and study according to the  Rule of St Benedict.

I recently came across an interesting nun, who though American, joined this Abbey at the start  of a promising career in academia.

SISTER MARY DAVID TOTAH  was born March  26,1957 in Philadelphia to Catholic Arab parents from Ramallah, Palestine.  She grew up in Louisiana and attended Holy Savior Menard Central High School. where she was the first female student president.

She studied English literature at Loyola University in New Orleans and obtained an M.A. at the University of Virginia, and in 1980 she became one of the first women to study at Christ Church, Oxford, where she obtained a D.Phil. in 1985 from University of Oxford. Her thesis title being  "Consciousness versus authority: a study of the critical debate between the Bloomsbury Group and the Men of 1914, 1910-1930."   The term "Men of 1914" was used by Wyndham Lewis to refer to himself, T. S. EliotEzra Pound, and James Joyce

She began an academic career with a tenure-track appointment in the English Department at the College of William & Mary in Virginia.

 After having spent some time in retreat at the  Benedictine St Cecilia's Abbey  , she decided to leave William and Mary and join the enclosed community there. “I was drawn to it like a magnet.” Flying into Heathrow in May 1985 she was asked at passport control: “How long do you plan to remain in England?” “For ever, I hope,” she replied, only to be ushered into a group of suspected illegal passengers. “I said for ever,” she later explained, “not because I thought it would all work out, but because love is like that.”

Sister Mary David  was novice mistress for 22 years and the prioress for eight years. She was a loving and perceptive mistress of novices. She encouraged and sometimes challenged the young coping with doubt and darkness and difficult personal relationships.  With great compassion, she shared with them a joy that was deeper than the problems they encountered.  She was  down to earth but with a range and clarity and breadth of reference to the great monastic writers and to Scripture.

She had the idea of starting a website to promote Benedictine ideals. “It is a way of life that is very ancient, but is made new with each generation.”

In 1996 she published an edition of the writings of Prosper Guéranger, Cecile Bruyere and Paul Delatte, from St. Cecilia's Abbey, Solesmes, entitled "The Spirit of Solesmes".  She also published works on prayerfasting, the consecrated life, and confirmation. A collection of her writing was published posthumously in 2020 under the title "The Joy of God".

Sister Mary David died on 28 August 2017 after suffering from bowel cancer for five years.The third part of the book, "The Joy of God", tells of her five-year battle with cancer as told by the abbey’s infirmarian, who relates how sister followed the path she  taught right to the end.  “It’s hard. . . but it’s good. . .because it means I can be strong with His strength and not my own.”

(Photo: St. Cecilia Abbey nuns at prayer) 

 

Monday, June 6, 2022

100 DAYS

 



May Mary Mother of the Church, whose feast is today, intercede for all peoples of the world,  that there be lasting peace.

Yesterday the Holy father spoke:

On Pentecost, God’s dream for humanity becomes reality; 50 days after Easter, peoples who speak different languages encounter and understand one another. But now, 100 days after the beginning of the armed aggression against Ukraine, the nightmare of war, which is the negation of God’s dream, has once again befallen humanity: peoples in conflict with one another, peoples who kill each other, people being driven from their homes instead of being brought closer.

 

And while the fury of destruction and death rampages and the conflicts rage on, fueling an escalation that is increasingly dangerous for all, I renew my appeal to the leaders of Nations: do not lead humanity into ruin, please! Do not lead humanity into ruin, please! Let true negotiations take place, real talks for a ceasefire and for a sustainable solution. Let the desperate cry of the suffering people be heard – we see this every day in the media – have respect for human life and stop the macabre destruction of cities and villages in the east of Ukraine. Let us continue, please, to pray and to strive tirelessly for peace.


Saturday, June 4, 2022

FLAMES OF PRAISE - PENTECOST

 

Nalini Jayasuriya (Sri Lankan, 1927–2014) 


PENTECOST 

Today we feel the wind beneath our wings.
Today the hidden fountain flows and plays.
Today the church draws breath at last and sings.
As every flame becomes a Tongue of praise.
This is the feast of fire, air, and water,
Poured out and breathed and kindled into earth.
The earth herself awakens to her maker
And is translated out of death to birth.
The right words come today in their right order
And every word spells freedom and release.
Today the gospel crosses every border.
All tongues are loosened by the Prince of Peace.
Today the lost are found in His translation.
Whose mother-tongue is Love, in every nation.

                        Malcolm Guite


                                                  Tadao Tanaka (Japanese, 1903–1995),

I beg you, O God, to reveal to me the mystery of Your love.  Let Your love be to me a new dawn at the end of a long night of gloom.  Let Your love be to me a new plan, showing the way of spiritual slavery.  And let that plan be so simple that I can understand and follow it.  Your love is like a white dove with orange flames bursting from its wings.  The Dove brings the promise of peace to my troubled soul, and the flames promise joy to my miserable heart.                                                                                                                             St. Hildegard of Bingen