Juggernaut Fury – A Poem
Their juggernaut fury bore then, breakneck, on. Iliad, bk 16, ln 702 A horde of chub, toddling out of time, […]
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In Spite of Germs – Don Marquis
IN SPITE OF GERMS by Don Marquis Disease, says a prominent scientist, is often transmitted by kissing. — News item The
The Scars of God’s Hands
My soul clung to the dust, now dust clings to my soul. Your life-breath, once blown up the nose of
Old Man at the Blueberry Bushes
Blueberry bushes brush bungling hands. Hands heavy with age —quivering unhelpfully— gather taste gushing gems of tang. No rot. No
Song of Your Own
SONG OF YOUR OWN People take on the shape of the songs and stories that surround them, especially if they
The Whirlwind Bides His Time
Having recently had The Rev. Joseph Carlson as a Guest on the recent episode of CrossPolitic, I thought it might
A Manifesto on Art and the Church
The Christian Church is in exile. Not that we are living in tents (though many church buildings may qualify as