Waiting For Fatima,1958 Poem by Joan Noëldechen

For Warren Noeldechen and Frank Sinatra, my two daddies


Strangers know not

How ill they appear

In the brilliant light

Of Falls Church.

A gun was kept

In a collection box

Beneath the altar

No priest of God

Or hitman of Fatima

Was there

To drink Holy Wine

From the Silver Chalice.

No Angels sang

With the singer's singer.

The glow filled each corner,

Yet no one arrived

To save humanity.


Joan Noëldechen

is a poet and photographer.


Happy Birthday. Remembering both of you...laughing at me. I'm still singing with you...