Navigating the Age of Inconsiderateness: Perhaps It’s Time We All Minded Our Own Damn Business Emerging from the postmodern era, characterized by its skepticism towards grand narratives, embrace of fragmentation, and often ironic stance, the rapid ascent into digimodernism, fueled by ubiquitous digital technology and hyper-connectivity, initially seemed to intensify…
Category: Poetry, Prose & Prayer
Poetry, prose, prayer, and other writings.
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A Prayer Before the Crucified Lord
A Prayer Before the Crucified Lord By +Brian Ernest Brown, CWC O Christ, lifted up between heaven and earth,we set our eyes upon thy Crossand remember the love that would not turn away.Here mercy is made visible,here sacrifice speaks louder than words,here death itself is undone by love poured out….
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A Prayer for the New Year
O eternal God, from whom all times and seasons take their meaning: We give thee humble thanks for the year that is past, for its mercies remembered and its lessons hard-won. Forgive us, we pray thee, for the good left undone, the love withheld, and the truth we failed to…
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Stone Remembers
“Stone Remembers”By +Brian Ernest Brown Stone rememberswhat our hearts forget—that holiness is carved slowly,stroke by stroke,in the long patience of God. Figures etched in quiet reliefstand witnessto every dawn that breaksupon this wall. Saints, angels, and seekers—their supple presence,blessing the roomwithout a sound. And the light—oh, the light—falls like a…
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Writing for the Love of Writing
A Writer from the Beginning I’ve been a writer for as long as I can remember. My love affair with words began in elementary school, when most kids were dreaming about recess or lunch and I was dreaming about stories. I can still picture myself, small, quiet, and eager, leaning…
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Vespers at Dusk
Vespers at DuskBy Abbot Bishop Brian Ernest Brown, CWC The day releases its labor,kneeling in rose and ashen graceinto the waiting dark. Branches lift their thin handssilent cantors lifting prayersupon the dimming sky. The wind whispers the ancient office,and every leaf, though fallen,keeps the chant of praise. Here, all striving…
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Broken Yet Beating
Broken Yet BeatingBy Brian Ernest Brown I’ve always knownI’ll die of a broken heart Shattered like glassIt was preventable and yet inevitable Only thing worseThan a fate such as this Is most assuredlyLiving with a beating broken heart
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So Many, Too Many
So Many, Too ManyBy Brian Ernest Brown So many wounded people.So many ill people.So many frightened people.So many sad people.So many frustrated people.So many angry people.So many lost people.So many hiding people. Many. So many. Too many.Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer. My petals have drooped a little todayEven…
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If I Ever Said I Love You
If I Ever Said I Love YouBy +Brian Ernest Brown If I ever said I love youI mean it even now If I ever held you in my heartI hold you even now Love never gives up
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The Glassblower’s Heart
The Glassblower’s HeartBy Sarah E. Skwire It is not stable. It has never been.It’s fifteen thousand brittle, jagged shardsWhich impersonate a whole. Innately marred,It could explode at any time–just whenYou least expect it, like as not.The threat of loss and injury is all too real.You have to heat it. You…