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PERSONAL REFLECTIONS DURING TIME OF ISOLATION

SOAP, LEMONS, PARACETAMOL by Rhidian Brook
Wake, breathe, thank your God for breath.
Clean your teeth (is that a cough?).
Gargle with salt. The way your mother’s father did.
Take your tea extra hot.
Keep fear at bay, and write a list.
Take back control
With soap, lemons, paracetamol.

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A Hospital by Dorothy Moore Brookes
Blessed is the compassionate nurse
For he brings a touch of humanity.
Blessed is the devoted physician
For she tends with finely-honed skill.

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A TIME FOR CORONAVIRUS POEM by Angela Capocci
A time for disbelief, a time for shock,
A time for watching the news, a time for compassion, a time for fear and panic.
A time for isolation. A time for desolation.

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KINDNESS by Naomi Shihab Nye
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things
feel the future dissolve in a moment

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THE WORLD WILL BE DIFFERENT From a Hospice Chaplain colleague of Tina Quinn
The world will be different
when we have learned again
to touch and feel and hold;

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TRUST IN A LOVE THAT NEVER FAILS by Heather New
Underneath the pains, horrors, griefs of this world
Lies the beauty, goodness, ever-abiding Presence of the Lord,
Why fear? Why tremble at the unknown, the unfathomable?

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The Bright Field a poem suggested by Fran Morley
I have seen the sun break through
to illuminate a small field
for a while, and gone my way
and forgotten it. But that was the pearl of great price, the one field that had the treasure in it. I realise now
that I must give all that I have to possess it. Life is not hurrying

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Somewhere over the rainbow by Angela Capocci
A child’s hand painting, full of love and concentration. An adult’s hands then clearing up the mess.
A rainbow that is a sort of proclamation
A wish to share and bring joy despite distress.

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Ponderings on the Triduum by Tina Quinn
On Holy Thursday Jesus had supper with his disciples for the last time. three weeks ago we joined together as a community to celebrate Mass for the last time as the lock down set in. We do not know when we will regather. READ MORE...

The third fall by a parishioner
My mother is 89 years old. She has lived in our family home in South London for the last 70 years. She is a strong and cheerful woman. She raised a family of seven children and when the youngest was five, she trained to be a teacher and became the headmistress of one our local primary schools. She loved to cook to play with her children and to create colour and life in her garden. READ MORE...

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