January Poetry of the Streets

BEATITUDE/ Believing that love/ silently expressed/ will be heard/ and silently answered,/ we need not celebrate/ by trumpet blast,/ tambourines, a dance/ around the block,/ need not kneel to pray/ in the garden of moonlight./ Love/ in its own quiet way/ feels like enough.


by Claire J. Baker

Believing that love

silently expressed

will be heard

and silently answered,

we need not celebrate

by trumpet blast,

tambourines, a dance

around the block,

need not kneel to pray

in the garden of moonlight.



in its own quiet way

feels like enough.


Season’s Greetings,

Peace and Love 2015



Tangled Up in Wounds

(Poem found under leaves in Golden Gate Park)

by George Wynn

“Oh God give me a warm

home far away from the

kick-ass cowards who

beat me up and set

fire to my tent


“I got a right to be alive

Do I deserve this: No, No, No!

Yes, I do like to beg

I’m good at panhandling

I have to be to survive


“Right now I’m tangled

up in blue like the song says

and tangled up in my wounds

and my nerves are burning

with the more ready to go

then ever before blues.”

“And in their hearts they turned to each other’s hearts for refuge.” Art by Joy Destefano

“And in their hearts they turned to each other’s hearts for refuge.” Art by Joy Destefano


Ark of Loneliness

by Peter Marin

Filing in, one by one,

as if into an ark

of loneliness, out of the rain

the shelter, its gray

emptiness anchored

at the bottom by green cots

arranged in rows, boots

tucked under, men asleep,

rocked on the surface

of watery dreams by a

great storm never to end.


Gimme Some Truth

Quotations Compiled by Daniel McMullan

I’ve had enough of reading things by neurotic psychotic pigheaded politicians. All I want is the truth, just gimme some truth. — John Lennon

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world. — William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. — A.A. Milne (Christopher Robin to Pooh)

He said also to the one who had invited him, “When you give a luncheon or a dinner, do not invite your friends or your brothers or your relatives or rich neighbors, in case they may invite you in return, and you would be repaid. But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind. And you will be blessed, because they cannot repay you, for you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous.” — Luke 14:12-14

You were ordered to obey to Allah, and you were created to perform good deeds. — Hazrat Ali Ibn Abu-Talib A.S

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.” — Haruki Murakami

A Life Consecrated to Compassion and Justice

On the bleak streets of the Tenderloin, a sister took a stand against inhumanity. Her solidarity was inspired by the beatitudes and consecrated to the poor.

The Invisible Natural Cathedral of People’s Park

Builders, please go away. Allow the beauty of an Invisible Natural Cathedral to remain, a living shrine of open space that gives refuge to all people.

Street Spirit Interview with Sister Bernie Galvin

This atrocity was happening in a very wealthy city. It was happening right under our noses. It was very visible. And there was not the united voice of the faith community speaking out. That was the spark of Religious Witness. From that moment, I knew what I had to do.

Interview with Sister Bernie Galvin, Part Two

“What’s forming in my mind is Jesus in the temple when he became angry at the unjust and very exclusive systems of society. That is the very reason that there are the poor and the marginalized. It is not enough just to provide food, clothing and housing.”

‘Such Is the Magic and Spirit of People’s Park’

The mayor has no understanding of the awful defeat the loss of People’s Park would be. No comprehension of the cost in lives and the sacrifices people have made for the Park’s ideals. So many still find it a refuge in a country needing a political and spiritual overhaul.

I Remember Who I Am

“And Now Where?” Lithograph by Rockwell Kent

By and by, I calm down. I meditate. I pray. It is a beautiful day. The sun is setting. I weave my way toward the spot where I sleep, where nobody knows where to find me. I look to the stars, and say my prayers to the God who believes in Me.