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Poems for Christmas

CHORUS OF ANGELS Unto you a Child, A Son is given. Praising, proclaimng The ingression of Love, Earth’s darkness invents The blaze of Heaven, And frigid silence Meditates a song; For great joy has filled The narrow and the sad, … Continue reading

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Day 23. W is for W.H. Auden

I have watched through a window a World that is fallen, The mating and malice of men and beasts, The corporate greed of quiet vegetation, And the homesick little obstinate sobs Of things thrown into being. I would gladly forget; … Continue reading

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Day 10. J is for Jane Austen

If there is a serious rival for the pedestal I tend to place G.K. Chesterton on, it is Jane Austen. Like Chesterton, I discovered Austen during my freshman year as an undergraduate. I had previously made a failed attempt to … Continue reading

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Best non-fiction books I read in 2013

My brain has been a little slow lately, so you’ll have to live with another one of these boring lists. The Pleasures of Reading in an Age of Distraction by Alan Jacobs. A short, sweet anecdotal book that seeks to … Continue reading

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“O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbour With your crooked heart.” – W.H. Auden I’ve been reading a fair amount of Auden lately, and this particular verse stuck out. … Continue reading

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