Advent Sonnet #2 – Romans 1
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Seth Wieck | December 7, 2010
Romans 1:3-4 O Messiah, Your prism mysteriesHave scattered the light ‘cross my feeble eyes.In my blinking, I’ve seen the strange storiesOf how one man born can be fathered twice. Son of Man, son of Adam, David’s son:Death spread to all men because we all sinned.You, grafted in, donned our skin to be undoneLike the oven-fired […]
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Seth Wieck | November 28, 2010
When the world shook and the sun was wiped out of heaven, it was not at the crucifixion but at the cry from the cross (‘My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?’), the cry which confesses that God was forsaken of God. And now let the revolutionists choose a creed from all the […]
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MFA vs. NYC
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Seth Wieck | November 28, 2010
I aim to exist somewhere in between. MFA vs. NYC
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Seth Wieck | November 20, 2010
We don’t live in the garden of Eden, and art that attempts to do so quickly becomes flaccid and trivial. But art, like philosophy and politics, often swings the other way and determinedly responds to ugliness with more ugliness. So we are here on the fault line between those who refuse to recognize evil, on […]
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37. Since My Work Made Me Bleed (Part 1)
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Seth Wieck | October 11, 2010
It’s been too long since my work made me bleed; Too long since I left the sticky tack of meOn the innards of some rusted machine. I recall leaping two-footed ontoA pry-bar wedged between gears,… 37. Since My Work Made Me Bleed (Part 1)
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More Good News
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Seth Wieck | September 16, 2010
Add this to your list of podcasts. More Good News
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I Love My City
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Seth Wieck | September 15, 2010
Good news. I Love My City
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Seth Wieck | August 9, 2010
It is true that two men can lift a bigger stone than one man. A group can build automobiles quicker and better than one man, and bread from a huge factory is cheaper and more uniform. When our food and clothing and housing all are born in the complication of mass production, mass method is […]
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Seth Wieck | August 5, 2010
There was a time I could cry over books / But time has set its maggot on my tracks. Dylan Thomas
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Seth Wieck | July 29, 2010
Remind yourselves of this: We who were slaves to sin; the sin that when fully grown becomes death; that awful separation from God; We who were bound to decay and marked for the grave; we have been buried with Christ. But to this end: that just as Christ was raised from the dead by the […]
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