To aver one original thing about it might quell the storm. To fit fading impressions to able words, lending permanence to diminishing reality. But what can I say now that grief has infected memory? What phrase will do you justice? And to think, just down the road you carry on in spirited serenity, while here … Continue reading Poem: Stillness
Dismissed, but not summoned. No vision stays the advancing numbness. Insensibility without release, like a coma. If only souls were fungible; numerical superfluity restored Job’s stolen joy, but for alterity there is no substitute: all-singular, all- wondrous, all-you— all gone. Those incorrigible ringlets around your temples, the quiet dignity of your refusal, the childish rapture … Continue reading Poem: Nunc Dimittis
Disclaimer: everything about this post personifies “4-ness.” Overly-indulgent self-examination, grandiose self-importance and cringeworthy self-obsession. In my defense, self-knowledge lies at the heart of the Western and Christian traditions. The Delphic maxim “γνῶθι σεαυτόν,” or “Know Thyself,” was inscribed at the Temple of Apollo at Delphi. It supplied Socrates with his characteristic methodology and infused the … Continue reading Confessions of an Enneagram 4
I have written elsewhere about the compatibility of Christianity and tragedy. The more of life I experience, the more confident I am that Christianity not only conforms to the criteria of tragedy but is in fact constitutive of tragedy and furnishes its defining attributes. The following are additional thoughts on how to develop these themes. … Continue reading Disjointed Theses Towards a Tragic Theology
I know this tune—they played it at my tenth birthday. It rings out a pantomime of happy premonitions, still mellifluous but moldering with middle age. Autumnal shades embitter spring’s florescence. How many “I love you’s” remain? One? Not more than two—there is a limit to indecency at every stage and no time to redress the … Continue reading Poem: Dither
Literary theorists in the academy aided and abetted today’s cultural revolutionaries by providing theoretical license to reduce the norms of Western civilization to prejudicial “texts” subject to endless revision and reinterpretation.
For sorrows that cleave; For poverty of spirit and mortified hopes, For sanguine renunciation and Outraged acceptance; for forgetful Refusal and naïve renewal; For desire that annuls reason And joy that abolishes pride; For the holy awe of failure And the quiver that followed The arc of her touch; For sea green eyes that lingered … Continue reading Poem: Gratitude
Uncertainty abounds, enveloping life in muddled obscurity. People, circumstances and even our physical bodies undermine our intentions with capricious and unpredictable irregularities. It’s no wonder that we cherish definitive experiences that render absolute judgments. These often present themselves as disappointments, unforeseen ruptures that inflexibly intrude upon our lives. Only in death, says Emerson, do we … Continue reading Defeat
"Oh, in case thou, in deep distress, perhaps in distress for thy future, thy life’s happiness, hast ever heartily wished to forget something; a disappointed expectation, a shattered hope, a bitter and embittering memory; or in case thou, in anxiety, alas, for thy soul’s salvation, hast wished still more heartily to forget something: anguish at … Continue reading Blessed Forgetfulness
I had never dared to conceive of you—your design was too audacious.