Not a Catholic, I nonetheless scoured the bookmobile for books about saints, had the delusion I could become a saint...I've since figured out it was my pixie haircut, my tomboy ways, my fondness for rocking the boat (as opposed to a saint-like life) that resulted in this phase.
|photo by Saint Joan of Arc Superstar|
But Joan of Arc appeared again! 'Tis Kismet! If you have never read Fireblossom's poetry, you will be blown away when you partake. Her poem posted on Friday, February 4 is called "Orleans" and it is delightful mix of the sacred ancient and the shallow present. (I also went through a Rod McKuen phase, so this poem is a doubly delicious.)
Take the time to go back into her archives and read some of her work. There is something (Ithink) for everyone...