The Fuller Brush Man

In 1959, I was sixteen
and in summer was hired to help a man
who went each day from woman to woman
and sold Fuller Brushes.
……………………………….I’d drive a van
delivering what he had sold. I’d pick
up bags full of the product with the names
and addresses of customers. I’d pack
the van there by the many waiting trains
beside the trailer park.
……………………………….The salesman’s home
was rusty, filled with screaming little kids.
The homes that bought the cleaning gear were from
the poorer parts of town: more kids, and wives
were always home–there was no second car.
The new toilet brush cost just one dollar.

-Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, Feb. 9, 2014

Verse – dream of dancing

loving parents but the way they
read the bible meant no dancing

on my own after college I
took lessons to please my new wife

i was never good but had fun
for years moving with the music

now my knees and back restrict me
to a slow shuffle and a sigh

but in my sleep i leap and fly

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, Feb.  6, 2014

 

Chocolate Chip Cookies

Nestlé wants to sell more chips,
so the Tollhouse recipe
calls for two times more chocolate
than tastes best–just try and see!

From the yellow packages,
I eat handfuls semi-sweet,
but in cookie dough, like life,
moderation makes the treat.

I love butter on fresh bread,
pancakes, toast and potatoes,
but in cookies, half will do:
half Crisco with sugar goes.

Half brown sugar and half white,
integration tastes just right!
Use real vanilla, not the fake–
you’ll be proud of what you bake!

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL.

Listening to the Stones from the Wall Street Wall

Last evening we published Susan Lince’s wonderful poem “Every Stone Shall Cry” and her accompanying art work. Thanks to Susan for permission to publish them.

Not everyone is familiar with this line about the stones. The poetry of the stones crying out has its roots in Hebrew Scripture in a poem from the Book of Habakkuk, later echoed by Luke as Jesus’ response to those who want to silence his disciples and protesters to Roman occupation – “I tell you,” says Jesus riding on an ass into the city occupied by the Romans, “if these [people] were silent, the very stones would cry out” (Luke 19:40).

The original Ode of Woe against the Chaldeans’ foreign interventions and military-economic occupation becomes, on Jesus’ lips, the ode against the Roman system of occupation and internal collaboration by indigenous leaders, and, on Susan’s lips, it echoes from the walls of intractable powers that nature itself will not long abide in silence. Nature will not be silent! Think of the stones in the wall of Wall Street. Even the stones cry out against the abuse. Here’s the text from the Book of Habakkuk where the reference to the crying stones first appears:

Woe to him who heaps up what is not his own—
for how long? —
and loads himself with pledges!”
Will not your debtors suddenly arise,
and those awake who will make you tremble?
Then you will be spoil for them.
Because you have plundered many nations,
all the remnant of the peoples shall plunder you,
for the blood of man and violence to the earth,
to cities and all who dwell in them.
Woe to him who gets evil gain for his house [society/empire],
to set his nest on high,
to be safe from the reach of harm!
You have devised shame for your house
by cutting off many peoples;
you have forfeited your life.
For the stone will cry out from the wall,and the beam from the woodwork respond.
Woe to him who builds a town with blood…

– Habakkuk 2: 6b-12a

The ode against the Chaldean Empire ends with a lovely line looking for the day when the most intimate knowledge of the Breath of Life will cover the earth “as the waters cover the sea” and the stones will no long cry.

Susan is a writer, painter, poet, composer, environmental and social justice activist. She and her spouse, John Lince-Hopkins, developed the movement Requiem2020. They will lead the First Tuesday Dialogues event on Climate Departure at Shepherd of the Hill Presbyterian Church in Chaska, MN Tuesday evening, March 4, at 7:00 P.M.

Poem: Every Stone Shall Cry

Original art by Susan Lince - "Every Stone Shall Cry"

Original art by Susan Lince – “Every Stone Shall Cry”

The stone lies
Near the pile of boulders
In the city park
Watching over the man asleep
In his cardboard shelter
And cries.

And every stone shall cry

The stone cries
Along the roadside
As the bomb explodes
Killing young soldiers
As well as the children nearby.

And every stone shall cry

The stone knows to cry
Even before the excavator
Upheaves the earth
To take away the coal
And leaves only a ragged empty space.

And every stone shall cry.

The ancient stones
Of the wailing wall
Cry as they have cried for centuries,
Listening to the prayers
Of the sufferers
And the selfish,
The grieving,
And the greedy
That reverberate
With echoes of misunderstanding
About who has been left out
Of the Kingdom of God on Earth.

And every stone shall cry.

Every stone shall cry
Yet goes unheard,
As humankind,
With hardening core,
Pushes violence, power,
Injustice, and neglect
Rumbling across the world
Like boulders.

– Susan Lince, artist and poet, Chaska, MN.

Planetary Pledge

We pledge allegiance to the earth

that sustains humanity,

and to the land, air, water, and sun

on which our future rests:

one fragile creation

in our hands to preserve and protect,

with equality, freedom, justice,

and peace for all

.

  – Steven Shoemaker and

Joan Humphrey Lefkow,

2007

The Hospice Worker

Elsewhere, a Hospice is a place,Steve Shoemaker parents
but in the U.S., the care that
helps the suffering, that relieves
pain, anxiety, and fear, but
may not cure, or halt the disease
process, can take place at home, or
in the hospital.
The good nurse
came and told us that our Mother
could not help but become much worse:
palliative treatment and care
was prescribed. We cried, but saw hands
soft and gentle, clean and kind,
to help her to the other side.

[My parents, Bob & Char, are deceased. Dad died within a week of heart surgery at 82. Mom was debilitated by diabetes and other ailments and needed nursing home care her last years, and Hospice care here last months, dying at almost 91. This verse recalls that experience of a few years ago.]
— with Todd Riley Shoemaker.

Verse on my first pair of glasses

Foresight (For Jack)

“Near-“or “far-” I never knew
which was which. I could see
things up close–that I knew…
but all was a blur away
in the distance.

I recall
my first pair of glasses. I
told my mom I could see all
leaves high up in the park tree,
that had been before a mere
mass of dark green.

Did the word
“Nerd” land on my little ear
when in school? I did not care:
now I could see all the world…

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, Jan. 25, 2014

Let’s have an other child!

OWEN
an acrostic for a former gymnast

Lindsay Shoemaker with Owen

Lindsay Shoemaker with Owen

Only Lindsay, brand new Mom,
While still in the Labor room,
Exclaimed “That was not so wild,
Now let’s have another child!”

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, January 27, 2014

NOTE: Four month old Owen, with mom, Lindsay Ramsey Shoemaker, spouse of Christopher Shoemaker, Steve’s nephew.

Every Stone Shall Cry

 

The stone lies

Near the pile of boulders

In the city park

Watching over the man asleep

In his cardboard shelter

And cries.

 

And every stone shall cry

 

The stone cries

Along the roadside

As the bomb explodes

Killing young  soldiers

As well as the children nearby.

 

And every stone shall cry

 

The stone knows to cry

Even before the excavator

Upheaves the earth

To take away the coal

And leaves only a ragged empty space.

 

And every stone shall cry.

 

The ancient stones

Of the wailing wall

Cry as they have cried for centuries

Listening to the prayers

Of the sufferers

And the selfish

The grieving

And the greedy

That reverberate

With echoes of misunderstanding

About who has been left out

Of the Kingdom of God .

 

And every stone shall cry.

 

Every stone shall cry

Yet goes unheard

As humankind

With hardening core

Pushes  violence

Power

Injustice

And neglect

Rumbling across the world like boulders.

– Susan Lince, Chaska, MN, January 26, 2014