Author Archives: Timothy P. Schilling
Feast of All Souls
The dead
leaves land in you
Transience
Bad thoughts
Bad thoughts are not the sky, but are
crows coming in, liking what they see
Between Arnhem and Nijmegen
That device
I see people reach for it to get out
of it, but in all the world
there’s nowhere else to go
Silence
Bus stop
“As soon as I lie down, I fall peacefully asleep, for you alone, O Lord, bring security to my dwelling” – Psalm 4:9
The bush is burning
Midnight rosary
My stone is a clump of many
rolling loose in a line when I drag
your scandal out under the stars
Utrecht Journal 