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BAPTISM OF OUR LORD – THE INTANGIBLE, IMPALPABLE INSTANT Matthew 3:13-17 “The spirit descends, /untying tongues, / but it doesn’t speak words: / it speaks flames.Language, lit by a god/ is prophecy/ of flames and a crash/ of burnt syllables: … Continue reading →

FIRST SUNDAY OF CHRISTMAS:  “THE PROCREANT URGE OF THE WORLD”   Matthew 2:1-12 “Where is He?” “Each of us is inevitable. “ WW “I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, / But … Continue reading →

NATIVITY OF OUR LORD – 2016 – THE OTHER SIDE OF DESPAIR   Luke 2: 18-20             “Good news of great joy for all the people.” “Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.” … Continue reading →

ADVENT IV – 2016 THE CRUSHING INERTIA OF EXISTENCE “The worst thing in life is the fact that it repeats itself, and the mission of art is to avoid this, eliminating monotony and giving respite for the crushing inertia of … Continue reading →

ADVENT III– 2016 – Clearly insistent upon his destiny “Ah, let what I am go on existing and ceasing to exist, / and let my obedience be ordered with such iron conditions / that the tremor of deaths and of … Continue reading →

ADVENT II – 2016 –  What So Incites Our Savagery “The little threshing floor /that so incites our savagery was all/from hills to river mouths-/revealed to me/while I wheeled with eternal Gemini./My eyes then turned again to the fair eyes.”       … Continue reading →

Advent I – 2016          WE HEAR THROUGH MIRRORS – These are some of my Reflections on a very hopeful season. “Only a single bird is singing. The air is cloning it. We hear through mirrors.” Replica: Federico Garcia Lorca Matthew … Continue reading →

THE POST-CARD   I had gotten off the train early after two days and two nights of travelling. It was still very dark and there appeared to be nothing moving outside. I was the only passenger to disembark, and even the … Continue reading →

A Fit of Compassion The last time she left in a fit of compassion as she would say later. “ I did not want to see him die that way.” She expected me to understand, and I nodded slightly and … Continue reading →

The Angel   “Angels do not have wings,” she said, in gentle rebuke of my question. We had been speaking since the pre-dawn hours when she approached me from the far end of the desolate beach. In the half-light she was … Continue reading →