Poetry Week: Midday Three – Wendell Berry

❀ I know I am getting old and I say so, but I don’t think of myself as an old man. I think of myself as a young man with unforeseen debilities. Time is neither young nor old, but simply new, always counting, the only apocalypse. And the clouds — no mere measure or geometry,Continue reading “Poetry Week: Midday Three – Wendell Berry”

Poetry Week: Morning Three – Chaplain Mike

Ecclesiastes 61 On my birthday With Ford and Howard, Boyer, Kubek Richardson, and Skowron, Berra, Mantle, Maris in the field the boys of summer ’61 were powerful and glamorous, unrivaled in the thrills that they could yield. A five year-old lefty I was then When Roger broke the unbreakable mark and somehow opened an unseenContinue reading “Poetry Week: Morning Three – Chaplain Mike”

Poetry Week: Morning Two – Christina Rossetti

Note from CM: We feature two Easter poems today. The first is by one of my favorite devotional poets, Christina Rossetti. We featured her during Advent in 2014, and today we offer one of her delightful Easter carols. As in her Advent poems, which mirrored the “bleak midwinter” climate in which she lived, so too her Easter poetryContinue reading “Poetry Week: Morning Two – Christina Rossetti”

Poetry Week: Midday One – Damaris Zehner

The End of the Anthropocene By Damaris Zehner Picture a car, speeding along a highway in the morning. A voice on the radio is gabbling about some crisis. The driver’s cell phone is on, lying on the console next to her; She’s shouting at someone. In her hand is fast food, Wrapped in greasy yellowContinue reading “Poetry Week: Midday One – Damaris Zehner”

Poetry Week: Morning One – Damaris Zehner

Note from CM: I know this may not draw as many comments as some of our regular discussion posts, but I have wanted to have a “Poetry Week” here for a long time. So this will be the week. Each day, we will publish two poems, one just after midnight, the other after noon. Hopefully, this willContinue reading “Poetry Week: Morning One – Damaris Zehner”

Jan Richardson: Lent I – Where the Breath Begins

Note from CM: One of my favorite sites is Jan Richardson’s Painted Prayerbook. Jan does remarkable works of art and matches them with luminous prose, poetry, and prayers. She gave permission for us to use this Lenten reflection. It’s stunning. Thank you, Jan! • • • Lent I: Where the Breath Begins by Jan Richardson ✥ ReadingContinue reading “Jan Richardson: Lent I – Where the Breath Begins”

Another Look: Always the Road

⌖ Always the Road All my life I’ve thought one day this wandering will be past. One eureka moment! and I will be at home. A sweet oasis — fruitful, verdant, restful land — And I will smile, survey the scene, and settle down. There we will laugh and feast and play ’til dark Then lie within each other’s armsContinue reading “Another Look: Always the Road”

Pic & Poem of the Week: November 20, 2016

(Click on picture for larger image) • • • Living Water The green water of the pond is bumpy with fish Whose round mouths snap at flies stuck In the spider webs strung between rushes – Wet spider webs drooping with dew, Trembling in the morning light until The sky darkens and drops fall, dimplingContinue reading “Pic & Poem of the Week: November 20, 2016”