December 18, 2013

The Cry of Mary

1a. Tell me, fearsome fire and roaring child what wish you wish in all the stars tonight?—what smile may blossom from those olive cheeks?—what wile would […]
December 17, 2013

In Christmas

In Christmas, there is alone-ness good as Godliness: old photos crisping on an open fire, feet crooked at the stove; I smell the Yuleside, craning to […]
December 26, 2012

The Day After Christmas

Proverbs on the Aftermath: Clouds carry over, their wrinkled faces hung with desperateness and the quake of alcohol; for if there’s sun-reluctant, it counts the hours […]
June 4, 2012

Reverie in Cana

Eschatologically speaking. Of course. He said to me, now winking and then a drink in his hand was gone. Vodka was swirled, but I can’t remember […]
December 15, 2011

A Christmas Letter of Confessions

My Dear Leonidus, Peace and grace to you in this dark season of advent. My thoughts and prayers tend always toward you, whatever the season, but […]