The first soft days of springtime greet my eyes Like a young girl’s face, smiling fresh and clean, The sunlight falls, like hope, from...

I’m using the word “listening” in this series on Eliot’s Four Quartets to suggest not only that the poetry should be read aloud or...

Behold, she dangles, helpless in the sky, Affrighted by the curving earth below: It beckons so seductively, as though 'Twould be a...

And yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay and you are the Potter. We are all formed by your hand. Isaiah 64:8 God takes a ball...

Two kinds of genius may escort you throughout life. True Goodness falls on him who lets them lead as one. Beauty enlivens and makes brief...

I marvel at the way elderly couples can walk together with such delicateness that it’s like they’re holding the fate of the world in...

I swear he breathed down my neck. I smelled his pungent manhood, grimy crusts on his pant thighs he was no faint knight— a madman in...

Sappho, fragment 2 (Lobel-Page 2 / Voigt 2 / Diehl 5, 6 / Bergk 4, 5) Come, Cypris, from Cretea to meet me at this holy temple where a...

"Evil is the systematic substitution of the abstract for the concrete." —Sartre As in “concrete” as well as “abstract,” and though I...