Jean Renwick (Australia)
Biography of Jean Renwick
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Our frailties are invincible, our virtues barren;
The battle goes sore against us to the going down of the sun.
Robert Louis Stevenson
(PULVIS ET UMBRA fr. Across the Plains)
Wandering between two worlds, one dead
The other powerless to be born,
With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.
(fr. Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse)
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Carnations on the square plot of lush grass,
trying to say what is never said.
Tears roll down a numb cheek
to seal with a kiss the memory of love.
And the child moves away.
She was robbed of the best years of her life.
Is this God’s grandeur –
the gift to love what must go before?