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Two-faced Folly
It’s interesting how our attitude towards a work shapes our understanding of it. Last month, I picked up In Praise of Folly (Erasmus, 1509) in a desultory way, read it quickly and took no pleasure from it. But after hearing a classmate sing its… Continue Reading “Two-faced Folly”
Autumn in the ‘hood
There’s snow on the North Shore mountains this morning, but down here in East Van it’s still glorious autumn colours. I love these bright fall days we’ve been having!
Revealing possibility.
Near the end of the 14th century, a young woman of thirty experienced a near-fatal illness – one she had prayed for over some time in order that she might know the suffering of Christ. In fact, she had wished for death so that… Continue Reading “Revealing possibility.”
What, me?
In all the academic writing, the poetry analysis, the travel updates I haven’t done a personal update in quite awhile. It’s not that I have nothing going on (obviously!) but some of what’s been going on has been personal and also – all my… Continue Reading “What, me?”
Empty the Glass of Your Desire (Poetry Analysis)
Join yourself to friends and know the joy of the soul. Enter the neighborhood of ruin with those who drink to the dregs. Empty the glass of your desire so that you won’t be disgraced. Stop looking for something out there and begin seeing… Continue Reading “Empty the Glass of Your Desire (Poetry Analysis)”
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