BY JEDIDIAH PASCHALL
Love is a switchblade between your ribs late at night after your third date when it dawns on you she’s the last woman you’ll ever take to dinner, you’ll know you’re a dead man walking when you see blood on your hand after pulling it from your chest. Love is the furious tears […]
Read MorePainting by Thomas Moran – Sunset at Sea (ca. 1906) Adieu, adieu! my native shore Fades o’er the waters blue; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My Native Land – […]
Read MoreI am working on a larger piece of poetry, which will take me a good deal of time to complete. I enjoy the poetic process because, if nothing else it affords me the opportunity return to my most natural state; namely the exploration in that liminal zone where I can test the limits of sanity […]
Read More[The Above Image ‘The Fire and the Rose are One” by Makoto Fujimura is a work inspired by Eliot’s final Quartet ‘Little Gidding’. To see more of Fujimura’s work inspired by Eliot, see his Four Quartets Gallery at makotofujimura.com] Fr. Aidan Kimel is back to his meditations on TS Eliot’s Four Quartets. This work by […]
Read MoreI am currently reading the Gospel of John for Lent out of David Bentley Hart’s New Testament. Hart, belongs to Eastern Orthodoxy, and is one of the most important theol translation is a landmark work that has far reaching implications and it is well worth reading. Fr. John Behr, also an Orthodox scholar, is one […]
Read MoreFor January The stars peer through tiny holes poked in the black night to remind you that Light shines beyond the darkness, upon the dark within, where the lonely road winds through the waterless wasteland. Still, you are graced with quiet motion and courage in the silent moment, with outstretched wings to embrace […]
Read MoreI wrote this piece back in 2002 about my brother, and found it while I was going through some of my old work while I was doing some spring cleaning today. As teenagers we would spend most of our summers up and down the coast in San Diego surfing. This poem is based of a […]
Read More(See sources below) Lenten Hymn Midwinter frost on the predawn window peers out into darkness through the mists of time to Sinai’s mountain; where the darkness of God roars from the secret place of thunder, the sound of boulders crack and tumble over the cobblestones of a storm-tossed shore. Moses recalls the consuming Fire of […]
Read MoreSometimes words stalk me in the middle of the night. There’s some stuff I have been mulling over for a while now and I suppose that the subconscious pools bubbled up to the surface and woke me up. So, I wrote. In the end all art is theft (I think I stole this line as […]
Read MoreNo, I’m not talking about that war, which is tantamount to a war on the people. I am talking about the band – The War On Drugs. Had it not been for the sage advice of my younger brother Sam I would never have heard of this band. Now that I have had the chance […]
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