I was delighted by the two poems in the most recent issue of the Ichthus. What I prized above all was the sense of good humor apparent in both “Zoo”, by Patrick...
A friend once told me he suspected that the world and in fact, life itself, is a kind of divine conspiracy with the single purpose of molding souls - a vale of ...
After an aimless time
searching for an ambiguous truth,
I behold the idea incarnate.
It takes the shape my mind always dreamed--
a fantasy realized and released...
There was something so allegorical about the little trip down the creek into the lake in Puerto Rico, but in fact it did happen and it was completely physical, ...
This Saturday, February 27th, is the feast day of George Herbert, a poet and an Anglican priest who died in 1633, leaving behind him only one slim volume of poe...
“Almighty God, you have created us out of the dust of the earth: Grant that these ashes may be to us a sign of our mortality and penitence, that we may remember...
“I am not Hermione Granger.”
As the end of shopping period draws near, I suspect that most Harvard students share this sentiment. Unlike the girl from Harry ...
I AM the voice of the unseen
You shall never know me,
Listen as my words evaporate
What I say refers to nothing.
All the days of life vanish
Each one...
from the burial ground
at old Copp’s Hill
two clay-daubed ministers rise
floating from their earthen mound
flitting through the red-bricked ville
fleetin...
You descended into hell.
You plunged, razed it with your eyes –
This song is in praise of you.
You descended into hell
in a boat
with the outstretche...
