More apocalypse, less angst
This poem, by Archibald Lampman (1861–99), turned up as the preface to a book of lectures by the same name (taken from Lampman by Northrop Frye). I loved it immediately, and then read about how it was written to express trepidation at the rise… Continue Reading “Poem: The City of the End of Things”
Sometimes I share poetry here, but today I am sharing a song that occasionally echoes in my mind – so perfect are the lyrics, so wistful the tune. A lifetime ago when I was eighteen, I laid on the floor of my big rented… Continue Reading “Lyrics: Gun Street Girl”
I will be writing about Rumi tomorrow as part of my course writings, but in the interim I am sharing the poem I was meditating on this afternoon. An antidote to the grey day – shone in the afternoon light of divine love. Love… Continue Reading “Love is Reckless – Rumi”
(This is the poem I read this morning as I work my way through The Essential Rilke one piece at a time. I was tempted to pair it with an photograph of roses – but I think the imagery here is striking I wanted… Continue Reading “Bowl of Roses – Rilke”
Lord: it is time. The summer was so immense. Lay your shadow on the sundials, and let loose the wind in the fields. Bid the last fruits to be full, give them another two more southerly days, press them to ripeness, and chase the… Continue Reading “Autumn Day (Rainer Maria Rilke)”