A friend of mine, for the last couple of years, has hosted a Book of Concord reflection series on Substack. I believe I have shared one of the pieces I wrote for it, but I cannot remember. However, I wrote a poem for this week not on the BoC but for Holy Week, especially Good …
Home I return across the sea, And go to bed with backward looks At my dear land of Story-books.
There is no Frigate like a BookTo take us Lands awayNor any Coursers like a PageOf prancing Poetry –This Traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress of Toll –How frugal is the ChariotThat bears the Human Soul – Simple, elegant, and contained within itself. This poem lends itself to be what it instructs: a frugal chariot …
Continue reading Poetry: Dickenson – There is no Frigate like a Book
I have been going through my classics shelves and reading all the books I missed as a child. I actually began reading this one to my children, but I was so intrigued by the story and so impatient for times between naps or chores that I finished it on my own. I will have to …
From you have I been absent in the spring,When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smellOf different flowers in odour and in hue,Could make me any summer’s story tell,Or from their proud …
Madelyn Rose Craig 