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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”
Whose child was I? Granted a name promising stories written across stars, access to the future, a glimpse behind the habit my mother sometimes wore. Passed into the arms of Brittany and held in stiff folds of linen. Rustling silence and starched piety. I… Continue Reading “Astralabe (a poem draft, a fragment)”
I am feeling a little loopy from travel yesterday (and the time change) so I’m simply posting some brief thoughts on Rumi rather than trying to craft a coherent post before class today. Sad, because when I first read Love is a Stranger a… Continue Reading “Scattered notes on Rumi”
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”
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