by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Mission, Personal
The figure a poem makes; No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise for the writer, no surprise for the reader. Robert Frost (1874-1963), 1939.
by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Mission, Personal
Therefore he no more troubled the pool of silence. The figure a poem makes But put on mask and cloak, Strung a guitar And moved among the folk. Dancing they cried, ‘Ah, how our sober islands Are gay again, since this blind lyrical tramp Invaded the Fair!’ Under...
by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Believers
In darkness the poet needs a window ‘You speak as though No sunlight ever surprised the mind Groping on its cloudy path.’ ‘Sunlight’s a thing that needs a window Before it enters a dark room. Windows don’t happen.’ So two old poets,...
by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Mission
Grandfather sits and begins breakfast, Staring into is coffee cup…. He is a Calvinist to be sure, sound and wise if settled in his ways. He believes in hell, and firmly in damnation, but will not call it down. He sees himself growing out of this world: trying...
by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Moral Justice
Disturb us, Lord, when we are too well pleased with ourselves, when our dreams have come true, because we have dreamed too little, when we have arrived safely, because we sailed too close to the shore....
