One Giant Leap

When I think of progress, I see men bounding on the moon In a ballet of awkward beauty, And I hear the laughter of children Bouncing on the playground During a recess potato-sack race, Moved forward by an unassuming bliss.   Which makes me wonder what it was like To live in a country that […]

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Note To Self Regarding Old Songs

  Say not thou, what is the cause that the former days were better than these? for thou dost not enquire wisely concerning this.                                                                                                                                   Ecclesiastes* 7:10   I went mining for memories in music made old by decades and dust, Only to find yesterday’s songs stuck in yesterday.   There was the ballad that […]

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The Damned May Enter – Introduction Video (Take 2)

I reworked and expanded on The Damned May Enter introduction video. I am still working on getting the audio a little clearer. There is some background noise here. Bear with me as I work on getting higher quality videos to my reading audience. Here goes:

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The Late Watch – An Advent Poem

I am reading through Fleming Rutledge’s fantastic new book Advent: The Once & Future Coming of Jesus Christ in which she makes frequent reference to WH Auden’s Christmas masterpiece in long-form poetry, For the Time Being. Both works note the focus of Advent is not simply as a prelude to Christmas, or the recollection of […]

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Celestial Dance

“…there is in all the things of earth a hidden glory waiting to be revealed, more radiant than a million suns…” – David Bentley Hart, The Doors of the Sea   When you peer into the night and look upon those ancient lights that have spanned the void for untold ages to pour into your […]

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Oak of Mamre

When at last I’ve crossed that blessed bar And my bones are long buried in the dust, I trust that they will become The sturdy roots of some ancient oak; That gives his branches to the birds.   This is the way of things in this becoming world; Between being and nonbeing, Between the first […]

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A Lullaby in the Storm

Don’t worry child, the flickers aren’t the horror film projection of your nightmares, or the fiery arrows of an intemperate god. The rumbles aren’t the drumbeat of giants warring in the sky, or boulders crashing down the mountain. The sheets of water that beat the window beside your bed aren’t a wind-blown flood, or a […]

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The Areopagite Upon the Shore

For Father Kimel   So you will preserve me too, and what you have given me will grow and reach perfection, and I will be with you; because this too is your gift to me  – that I exist             Augustine   The Beach and I became brothers in blood. When I was a child […]

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Rio Tijuana

Tears swell along Rio Tijuana’s littered banks strewn with detritus and dreams beyond it’s shore, for a Liberty whose arms no longer open to the tired, the hungry, the huddled masses. A Nation’s soul sours in fear’s ferment behind a wall built of block and iron that became our prison.   We cannot countenance a […]

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Cotton Candy

Time is our ignorance. – Carlo Rovelli, from Reality Is Not What it Seems   Cotton candy mist hovers over the schoolyard and dissolves in dawn’s incandescent mouth, the order of time resolves in the heat of the moving world. Sunshine on the sandbox swallows the echoes of footfall and half-forgotten freedom before the ringing bell, […]

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