Poetry Friday: Christ in the Universe by Alice Meynell
I found this lovely poem via Elliot at Claw of the Conciliator:
WITH this ambiguous earth
His dealings have been told us. These abide:
The signal to a maid, the human birth,
The lesson, and the young Man crucified.
But not a star of all
The innumerable host of stars has heard
How He administered this terrestrial ball.
Our [...]
Sunday Salon: Twelve Projects for 2010
For the last couple of years, instead of resolutions, I’ve been thinking in terms of projects, lots of projects that I wanted to complete during the year. I wouldn’t say I was any more or less successful with my projects than most people are with resolutions, but I like the tradition anyway and plan to [...]
Poetry Friday: The Childrens Hour by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Betsy-Bee (age 10) is memorizing this poem by Longfellow. It reminds me of the way she and her sister, Z-Baby, treat their father. Engineer Husband is a very popular guy at our house.
BETWEEN the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupations,
That is [...]
Poetry Friday: Casey at the Bat by Ernest Thayer
Karate Kid (age 12) is a baseball fan, and this week he’s been reading one of the Cybils nominees in the Middle Grade Fiction category: The Brooklyn Nine: A Novel in Nine Innings by Alan Gratz. When he’s finished, we’ll attempt a joint review. In the meantime, he’s also memorizing the classic baseball poem, Casey [...]
Poetry Friday: Books
My Books by Francis Bennoch
I love my books as drinkers love their wine;
The more I drink, the more they seem divine;
With joy elate my soul in love runs o’er,
And each fresh draught is sweeter than before.
Books bring me friends where’er on earth I be, -
Solace of solitude, – bonds of society!
I love my books! they [...]
Poetry Friday: The Pumpkin by John Greenleaf Whittier
Since we’ve been celebrating pumpkins this week:
Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun,
The vines of the gourd and the rich melon run,
And the rock and the tree and the cottage enfold,
With broad leaves all greenness and blossoms all gold,
Like that which o’er Nineveh’s prophet once grew,
While he waited to know that his [...]
Favorite Poets: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Today is the anniversary of Paul Revere’s famous ride through the Massachusetts countryside warning “every MIddlesex village and farm” that the British regulars were marching out of Boston to look for and capture the arms that the colonials had stashed in Lexington and Concord.
Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul [...]
Favorite Poets: Walter de la Mare
“A poet dares to be just so clear and no clearer; he approaches lucid ground warily, like a mariner who is determined not to scrape bottom on anything solid. A poet’s pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify it by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove [...]
Favorite Poets: Robert Burns
On this date in 1746, the English armies defeated the forces still loyal to Bonnie Prince Charlie at Culloden near Iverness. The prince escaped, but many, many Highlanders did not. As the English swept across Scotland, they burned, pillaged and banned Scots culture, including a ban on the Gaelic tongue, bagpipes, kilts, tartans, and other [...]
Favorite Poets: T.S. Eliot
I started out an Eliot scorner, but he and I made our peace many years ago. I didn’t understand his poems; I still don’t, but now I can enjoy without understanding completely. Here are a couple of excerpts from Eliot”s play, Murder in the Cathedral.
You think me reckless, desperate and mad.
You argue by results, as [...]

