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Poetry Day – When soul and body feed


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On a Theme from Nicolas of Cusa (De Docta Ignorantia, III. ix.) When soul and body feed, one sees Their differing physiologies. Firmness of apple, fluted shape Of celery, or tight-skinned grape I grind and mangle when I eat, Then in dark, salt, internal heat, Annihilate their natures by The very act that makes them

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Books v Clothes


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So I said clothes were not my thing, in the way that books are my thing. Lastnight is an example of what this looks like. I’d walked to the halfway point where I normally get on a bus on the way home, and there was no bus coming and the local Vinnies was having a

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Poetry Day – What the bird said


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I’ve alluded in the past to the fact that I like poetry about birds, which is almost always about something more than the birds, and often in it the bird signals a hope, a reminder of things beyond (see this post, and this poem). So I am pleased that CS Lewis has also obliged me

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But we pine


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I think I am drawing near the end of my posting about longing, for now, but I thought I would go out with one of the lesser quoted passages from The Weight of Glory, by CS Lewis: But we pine. The sense that in this universe we are treated as strangers, the longing to be

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