May the poem, grasped and penned, be the Grail sustaining hearts healed for a spell

Throughout the waiting house We’ve strewn our mangers. Maybe This year we’ll find one baby.

While certainly an unorthodox choice, “Carrion Comfort,” by Gerard Manley Hopkins, S.J., fits with the Christian roots of Halloween as an appraisal of faith in the face of horror.

proclaiming This is God loving me, even in defeat.

Though it felt wrong to sleep, I slept,      and when I woke and remembered, I wept.

My brother, when did rage become your station?