by
Sister Lou Ella on Jul 23, 2016 in
Poetry
on st. henry walpole’s martyrdom
beauty in itself is a useless thing
like the lilies of a summer’s field
or the light of a winter’s moon
useless, too, was your priesthood
toward the salvation of even one english soul
yet such beauty was not lost
after the seeds of your severed body were buried
for they burst forth,
and bloomed
with more than all of solomon’s glory
Sr. Lou Ella Hickman
Sr. Lou Ella Hickman is a member of the Sisters of the Incarnate Word and
Blessed Sacrament. She was an all level teacher and a librarian.
Presently she is a freelance writer and a spiritual director. Her poems
and articles have been widely published in numerous magazines. One of
her poems was published in the anthology After Shocks: Poetry of Recovery for Life-Shattering Events edited by Tom Lombardo. Her first book of poetry, she: robed and wordless, published by Press 53, was released in the fall.
