theparisreview: “So lasting they are, the rivers!” Only think. Sources somewhere in the mountains pulsate and springs seep from a rock, join in a stream, in the current of a river, and the river flows through centuries, millennia. Tribes, nations pass, and the river is still there, and yet it is not, for water does […]
Read MoreGustave Doré [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons I’ve been fairly taken with Gustave Doré lately. I’m not particularly interested in his depictions of God – it’s always a let down when artists depict God as a mere man (with a beard!) (in a toga!) – but his engravings are arresting. A friend of mine and I […]
Read MoreSunrise, Moonset//Sunset, Moonrise
They did not know that they were set forth in that company in the place of three men slain in the desert…The jagged mountains were pure blue in the dawn and everywhere birds twittered and the sun when it rose caught the moon in the west so that they lay opposed to each other across […]
Read MoreMary Magdalene Mistakes the Gardener
Genesis 3 – John 20 Listen, I’m no mad woman. I’ve been among you,Reclined at your tables, you’ve broken my bread you dolts. It’s true: I entered the garden’s east gate andducked the bedolach boughs twisting in sinuous bark-lynch; those timbers ice-broken over winter. The footpath tangled in briars, and there I caught my foot […]
Read MoreAt this hour we all might be anyone: It is only our victim who is without a wish Who knows already (that is what We can never forgive. If he knows the answers, Then why are we here, why is there even dust?) Knows already that, in fact, our prayers are heard, That not one […]
Read MoreStation #12 – Christ’s Body is Removed from the Cross Meal the footboneshammer-crack thecuneiforms wedgethe tarsals peelthe formless footflesh back overthe nailheadshe dont walkhe dead.Tug the legs til hishands rip he fallweighs the same aseach dead man This was done for a Lenten art project at our church where members contributed poetry and visuals to […]
Read More[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z31Ayr7Vs90?feature=oembed&enablejsapi=1&origin=http://safe.txmblr.com&wmode=opaque&w=500&h=281] I’m posting another of @RyanCulwell’s songs, for which I sort of apologize to my 42 followers on Tumblr. Sort of, but not really. I mean, chances are you are probably a mutual friend of mine and Ryan’s anyway, so you’ll be listening to it regardless. However, there’s a small chance that we’ve never […]
Read MoreMy friend Joshua makes desks (among other things). His family also runs The Shop, a membership-based woodworking shop that teaches you how to make your own furniture. Check it here: http://www.theshopamarillo.com/
Read MoreSpeak, Memory by Oliver Sacks | The New York Review of Books
On another occasion, an incendiary bomb, a thermite bomb, fell behind our house and burned with a terrible, white-hot heat. My father had a stirrup pump, and my brothers carried pails of water to him, but water seemed useless against this infernal fire—indeed, made it burn even more furiously. There was a vicious hissing and […]
Read More[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZFfTLWP0sc?feature=oembed&enablejsapi=1&origin=http://safe.txmblr.com&wmode=opaque&w=500&h=281] I felt as though the theme of this song were appropriate today (Ash Wednesday). Plus, half the video was shot on the land I grew up tending (in winter in drought). (Source: https://www.youtube.com/)
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