On a Lord's Day afternoon I think upon William Wordsworth's (1770-1850) Intimations of Immortality as I listen to Gerald Finzi's wonderful musical
How Reading Poetry is Different
Reading poetry is an an acquired taste worth every new sip. For once you discover—or, perhaps better put, you are discovered by—the imperishable
The Daffodils
The daffodils are up here in North Carolina. The Welsh beauties always remind me of Wordsworth's wonderful verse. "I wandered lonely as a
Shaping the Still Unshapen: Hope in Sovereignty
It is easy to despair when the vicissitudes of life and the entropy of the world conspire. Yet Christ's Gospel never shines so brightly as when placed
Lest We Forget: Rudyard Kipling’s Recessional as Prophetic Poetry for our Own Day
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936) really knew how to spoil a party. One would have thought the cryptic faith of Kipling was a devout Calvinism when he
The Cross is Always our Friend: A Poem
In the blink of an eye You have plucked me out of "Available" and "unavailable," where Unflagging demands extracted the Marrow of the remains