Catholic poets?

I don’t know if this is the right forum. I would like to read some good Catholic-centric poetry. Any recommendations?



St. Therese wrote some beautiful poetry

Gerard Manley Hopkins

Rainer Maria Rilkie

John of the Cross


\Also don’t negate these Anglican poets whose poems can be considered very Catholic in thought

George Herbert
John Donne

You might try Kathy Shaidle. I don’t have her poetry books (yet) but have A Seeker’s Dozen and A Catholic Alphabet and I read her blog.

Book reviews for all are here and reviews for Lobotomy Magnificat here and here. From Eve Tushnets review:

Illness, physical pain, and humiliation; people for whom God is an inescapable and often anguished question, not an answer; but also art, contemplation, the ability to accept an unbearable situation with humor and grace. (Shaidle manages to capture the humor St. Therese deployed against herself and her canonizers.) She’s Hopkins with fistfights, Paglia without the self-absorption of ersatz paganism, Patti Smith at Midnight Mass. Her poetry is broken the way hearts are broken.

G.K Chesterton!

T.S. Elliot, Ash Wednesday.
Therese of Liseaux wrote poetry too.

One of my favorite poems is ‘Holy Sonnet XIV’ by John Donne. It begins “Batter my heart, Three Person’d God…”

He is Anglican, but this poem really gets me.

God Bless

Thank you everyone!

Sheldon VanAuken converted to the RCC.

Karol Jozef Wojtyla (Pope John Paul II)

I believe that there is an on line magazine of Catholic poetry and literature called “Dappled Things”.

Definitely Gerard Manley Hopkins, especially “Spring and Fall: To a Young Child”.

God bless you,

Joyce Kilmer–the fellow who wrote ‘Trees.’ I think he went to Notre Dame, or at least he hung out there–there is an article about it on the internet somewhere. I think it is part of a book called “A Cave of Candles.” He’s not highly rhetorical like Eliot or Father Hopkins, but a simple poet.

He wrote a lovely poem called “Roses” that talks about the Christ’s Wounds as roses. (It may be a little sentimental for some people’s tastes but I like this kind of thing.) Actually it’s not long, I’ll type it here:

I went to gather roses and twine them in a ring
For I would make a posy, a posy for the King.
I went and got my roses, the loveliest there be
From the white rose vine and the pink rose bush and from the red rose tree.

But when I took my posy to lay it at His feet
I found He had His roses a million times more sweet:
There was a scarlet blossom upon each foot and hand,
And a great pink rose bloomed from His side for the healing of the land.

Now, of this fair and awful King there is a marvel told:
That He wears a crown of linked thorns instead of one of gold.
Where there are thorns are roses; I saw a line of red,
A little wreath of roses around His radiant head.

A red rose is His Sacred Heart; a white rose is His face;
And His breath has turned the barren world into a rich and flowery place.
He is the Rose of Sharon; His gardener am I;
And I will drink His fragrance in Heaven when I die.

my favorite is the Jesuit Gerard Manely Hopkins

Francis Thompson “Hound of Heaven”

the Catholic Exchange website often offers the works of modern Catholic poets

if you can find a literature compilation from a Catholic textbook series pre-1960s used in Catholic HS and colleges, you will find an excellent source of Catholic poets

This is A Hymn to God the Father by John Donne. It’s a favorite of mine:

WILT Thou forgive that sin where I begun,
Which was my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt Thou forgive that sin through which I run,
And do run still, though still I do deplore?
When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done;
For I have more.

Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I have won
Others to sin, and made my sins their door?
Wilt Thou forgive that sin which I did shun
A year or two, but wallow’d in a score?
When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done;
For I have more.

I have a sin of fear, that when I’ve spun
My last thread, I shall perish on the shore;
But swear by Thyself that at my death Thy Son
Shall shine as He shines now and heretofore:
And having done that, Thou hast done;
I fear no more.

How about Dante Alighieri’s Divine Comedy?

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