America is Hard to Find
Hard to find;
wild strawberries swans heron deer
those things we long to be
metamorphosed in and out of our sweet sour skins—
good news housing Herefords holiness
wholeness
Hard to find; free form men and women
harps hope food mandalas meditation
Hard to find; lost not found rare as radium rent free
uncontrollable uncanny a chorus
Jesus Buddha Moses founding fathers horizons
hope (in hiding)
Hard to find; America
now if America is doing well you may expect Vietnamese to
do well if power is virtuous the powerless will not be marked
for death if the heart of man is flourishing so will plants and
wild animals (But alas alas so also vice versa)
Hard to find. Good bread is hard to find. Of course. The hands
are wielding swords The wild animals fade out like Alice’s cat’s
smile Americans are hard to find the defenseless fade away like
Hundred year pensioners The sour faced gorgons remain…
But listen brothers and sisters this disk floats downward a flying saucer
in the macadam back yard where one paradise tree a hardy weed sends
up its signal flare (spring!)
fly it! turn it on! become
hard to find become be born
out of the sea Atlantis out in the wilds America
This disk like manna miraculous loaves and fishes
exists to be multiplied savored shared
play it! learn it! have it by heart!
Hard to find! where the frogs boom boom in the spring twilight
search for the odor of good bread follow it
man man is near (though hard to find)
a rib cage growing red wild as strawberries a heart!
imagine intelligence imagine peaceable caressing food planting music
making
hands Imagine Come in!
P.S. Dear friends I choose to be a jail bird (one species is
flourishing) in a kingdom of fowlers
Like strawberries good
bread
swans herons Great Lakes I shall shortly be
hard to find
an exotic uneasy inmate of the NATIONALLY ENDOWED ELECTRONICALLY
INESCAPABLE ZOO
remember me I am
free at large untamable not nearly
as hard to find as America
-Fr. Daniel Berrigan S.J. (May 9, 1921-April 30, 2016)