Volume > Issue > Lines Written in the Dominican College Library

Lines Written in the Dominican College Library

A POEM

By Marianne Bluger | May 1985

However pure this love, however holy,

I want to hold your poor flesh in my arms.

Why do ten-thousand volumes ranked here, cruelly

Whisper rasping death to bodies charms?

And now I read some lines you wrote in youth,

For this is how I fancy shadows kiss;

And then distracted roam the floors of truth,

Where every work bears on sweet Jesus pierced

Since every page treats of His fatal love,

My groan for you of tenderness just seems

Trivial and false beside the blood He gave —

Lacks chastity, the incense He esteems.

But, Love, with no ember burning in the soul,

Cold chastity won’t rise to heaven at all.

Enjoyed reading this?

READ MORE! GET A FREE 7 DAY TRIAL

SUBSCRIBE TODAY

You May Also Enjoy

Envy of the Empty Air

Of what do they dream

— the white-robed monks?

while we

with half-shaped forms

from…

Solomon Serves

“Blessed are the eyes which see the things that you see: for I tell you,…

Respect (Rev. 3:20)

Gentle Lord, I love You.

You tiptoe ‘cross my heart.

You sit beside me quietly…