Alden Nowlan

Rookie (25 January 1933 - 27 June 1983 / Stanley, Nova Scotia)

A Certain Kind Of Holy Men

Poem by Alden Nowlan

Not every wino is a Holy Man.
Oh, but some of them are.
I love those who've learned
to sit comfortably
for long periods with their hams
pressed against their calves,
outdoors,
with a wall for a back-rest,
contentedly saying nothing.
These move about only when
necessary,
on foot, and almost always
in pairs.
I think of them as oblates.
Christ's blood is in their veins
or they thirst for it.
They have looked into the eyes
of God,
unprotected by smoked glass.


Comments about A Certain Kind Of Holy Men by Alden Nowlan

  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (3/26/2020 8:44:00 AM)

    I think of them as oblates.
    Christ's blood is in their veins
    or they thirst for it.
    They have looked into the eyes
    of God,
    unprotected by smoked glass. Those who give their life to God are blessed. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (3/26/2019 6:22:00 AM)

    I think of them as oblates.
    Christ's blood is in their veins
    or they thirst for it.
    They have looked into the eyes
    of God,
    unprotected by smoked glass. holy men and you the Poet. a fine Poem. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Surya . (6/2/2009 11:45:00 AM)

    vow.amazing and powerfull.beautifull words.posted 10
    surya(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 17, 2004