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About bobjanisdillon

Unitarian Universalist minister, poet, husband, father, three-chord guitar wonder.

Samos Day 3, Part 2 (Nov. 2015)

Posted on November 19, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

Day 3 in Samos, Part 2 So then it rained, and we all got wet. The end. Or, in a little more details: I ended my last post as a few of us volunteers were grabbing a bite to eat … Continue reading →

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Samos Day 3 (Nov. 2015 journal)

Posted on November 18, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

Day 3 in Samos: At breakfast yesterday – which feels a long time ago now – several of us volunteers chatted about life, the universe and everything over green tea, right in view of the beach. It wasa lovely sharing … Continue reading →

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Your Monday Blessing: let the artists win

Posted on November 16, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

I vote we let the artists win the ones covered in paint from their last attempt to smuggle across the beauty of a bowl of fruit the 14-year-old rapper learning to spit throwing life’s chaos on the rhythm wheel uncovering … Continue reading →

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The Children Herald the Bombardiers

Posted on November 10, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

The children herald the bombardiers, as they march through the town, resplendent. The children offer the bombardiers their drawings, their scrap iron, and their kisses. The children step like bombardiers, near the recruiting station (for the children will be the … Continue reading →

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Remembrance Sunday Sermon – Park Lane Chapel, Bryn, 2015

Posted on November 9, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

They were not just soldiers. They were bricklayers and collier workers and parcel clerks. They were Sunday School teachers and part of the congregation at this chapel, who sat in these pews. They were sons and brothers and new husbands. … Continue reading →

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Your Monday Blessing: Photographs

Posted on November 2, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

Photographs The faded colours of the old ones Are buried in trunks for a time, Until those trunks are opened, And they, who no longer need the light, Fill a room within us With another’s captured brilliance.

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Your Monday Blessing: How Love Gets Made

Posted on October 26, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

How Love Gets Made Our hearts beat time As neurons race to build a bridge To anything outside of itself. A thousand strands hoist sparks to greet the wind. A network of millions carries enough excitement To be aware of … Continue reading →

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Tanka: everything left

Posted on October 21, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

Love is everything you left in the sink, the washing up that awaits the heart that’s ready for warm suds and rolled-up sleeves.

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The Eritrean

Posted on October 19, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

The Eritrean Haftom Zarhum, an Eritrean, asylum seeker, and human being, was crawling on the floor, as bullets flew. Haftum was following the rules laid down for outsiders in a strangers’ country. But all the wide white world knows a … Continue reading →

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Your Monday Blessing: Special Offer

Posted on October 5, 2015 by bobjanisdillon

I don’t want to brag, but sometimes I walk the little lane behind the recycling drums, and, if the stars are out at night, I purchase the entire universe in exchange for whatever happens to be in my breast pocket.

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