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According to the calendar, Spring has arrived. Yet the snow today in Western Pennsylvania cast doubts on the accuracy of the vernal equinox. And rather than enjoy an afternoon walk in the “vernal wood” of William Wordsworth’s vision (remember, it was snowing here, windy, and no warmer than…
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In this Lenten season, I have turned once again to The Word in the Wilderness: A Poem a Day for Lent and Easter by Malcolm Guite. Like the old adage goes, “A poem a day keeps the doctor away!” (Or something along those lines.) For me, Guite’s collection…
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Just the other night I thought to myself, “I haven’t seen a post from Vova Zinger in awhile.” I wondered if I had been kicked off his email notifications or if something else had happened. I came upon his photography a few years ago shortly after I started…
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When I began to study the myth of Aquarius, the abduction of the young, attractive shepherd boy from his father’s fields bothered me. And the fact that his father seemingly rolled over and yielded to the wishes of the gods in exchange for a pair of “fine” horses…
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Wrestling Insipidity: Between Inspiration and Fatigue By Vincent H. Anastasi 2024 This perpetual exhaustion tires me to no end,and in those quiescent momentswhen I bolt the door on duty,I await the belated muse —but my lamp’s expired and, once again,I have missed the long-expected groom.I assume when each…
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STUCK. Stuck stuck stuck stuck stuck! At best, what I have written recently feels like crap (I use that word intentionally – see below). True, responsibilities have kept me busy. Harry Chapin said it best in Cat’s in the Cradle: “But there were planes to catch, and bills…
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I have been living, savoring the moments of married children home for weddings, holiday celebrations, late night games and talks, traveling and staying put, eating, loving, caring for the sick, pushing off the extraneous, the many emails pilling up like leaves in my inbox, and fronting “only the…
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Arriving late for Christmas day itself, like the magi that arrived much later at the door to Jesus’ home (see Matthew 2:1-12), I come bearing three gifts: two poems and a song. I have spent the last seven days savoring time with family between my son’s wedding and…
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Once again I draw from the rich collection of poems on the Art and Theology website for tonight’s post. The reminder of the humanity of this divine moment in time, specifically surrounding Mary, Joseph, and the Christ child, kindles a more fervent faith in me. This REALLY HAPPENED!…
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Brilliant! That’s all I can say about this wonderful juxtaposition of an ordinary, selfless act of love on behalf of the powerless performed by Cardinal Konrad Krajewski and the work of Jesus Christ, the Word of God made flesh on behalf of all humanity. My wife and I…
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