Judson Jerome

(1927-1991 / United States)

Judson Jerome Quotes

  • ''He wants to treat everybody's eyes with the same drops.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Commentary on Ephesians, prologue PL 26, 539.
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  • ''When I could not see the light with my blind eyes, I blamed not my eyes, but the sun.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, XXII, 30.
  • ''I praise wedlock, I praise marital union, but only because they produce me virgins.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, XXII, 20.
  • ''Nothing is hard for lovers, no labor is difficult for those who wish it.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, XXII, 40.
  • ''Keep always busy so that the devil will find you always engaged.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, CXXV, 11.
  • ''Honest speech does not seek secret places.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, CXXVIII, 3.
  • ''The Roman world is in collapse but we do not bend our neck.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, LX, 16.
  • ''The laws of Caesar are one thing, those of Christ, another. Papinianus judges one way, our Paul another.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, LXXVII, 3.
  • ''I gather roses from thorns, gold from the earth, the pearl from the oyster.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, XXII, 20.
  • ''That rain is the best which falls steadily on the earth. A sudden and excessive downpour ruins the fields.''
    Jerome (c. 340-420), Roman church father. Epistulae, LIV, 10.

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Best Poem of Judson Jerome

The Unchosen

I guess I have a deficiency. God never
said boo to me when as a boy I stood
straining in church with muscular endeavor
for the sweet squirt of salvation. I never could
see why He spoke to this or that old lady,

sending her, hallelujah, down the aisle.
Was I alone in the congregation vile?
Or was their claim of spirit something shady?
And now when I read poets who simply Know,
drinking their imagery from God’s own cup,

whose poems "just come," and then, like Topsy, grow,
whereas I always have to make them up,
with never a tremor saying Break this ...

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Deer Hunt

Because the warden is my cousin, my
mountain friends hunt in summer, when the deer
cherish each rattler-ridden spring, and I
have waited hours by a pool in fear
that manhood would require I shoot, or that
the steady drip of the hill would dull my ear
to a snake whispering near the log I sat
upon, and listened to the yelping cheer
of dogs and men resounding ridge to ridge.

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