The Wine-Dark Sea is Twelve!

Lissa at the Bonny Glen is celebrating and reminds me that our blogs share a birthday. Today I didn’t have time to think of writing much because we were out of the house most of the day celebrating a different birthday, that of Lucy’s best friend, E., who turns 4 tomorrow. Actually, it was sort […]

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Sublunary

Sublunary by A. E. Stallings Mid-sentence, we remembered the eclipse, Arguing home through our scant patch of park Still warm with barrel wine, when none too soon We checked the hour by glancing at the moon, Unphased at first by that old ruined marble Looming like a monument over the hill, So brimmed with light […]

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Poems by Heart

As I’m reading Omeros, I’ve also been reading a bit about Derek Walcott, curious about his life an influences and such. This piece from Caribbean Beat has some interesting details. It seems he lived in Boston for some years, teaching at Harvard and later at Boston University. I like the image here of him causing […]

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Toppling Towers

Toppling Towers Tap carefully at the end of each small beam Testing, like a child who pushes on the wainscot, seeking the secret space behind a concealed panel, Thinking she is in a mysterious story. And when you find one whose looseness announces that it is not load bearing, ease it out slowly lest you […]

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How do you manage lunch?

A challenge to homeschoolers from Erin of Bearing Blog: How do you do lunch on school days? I’m rather interested in the answer, too; so I thought I’d throw my hat in the ring. 

 If I could poll a hundred homeschooling families and get a detailed answer out of all of them, I think […]

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The conch shell’s invocation

Two brief selections today that caught my eye. I’m mesmerized at how Walcott plays with words and images, dances between his native Caribbean and Homer’s epic world. It’s almost as if his poem is a palimpsest written on top of Homer, the remembered lines of the ancient epic dancing faintly under Walcott’s bold lines. It’s […]

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Extreme Courage in Love

When Our Lady stood up, a queenly child, and uttered her fiat to the Angel of God, her words began to make Christ’s voice. Those first words of consent had already spoken Christ’s last words of consent; her “I commit myself to you, do whatever you like with me” were already spoken by Christ in […]

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Scaffolding

Scaffolding by Seamus Heaney Masons, when they start upon a building, Are careful to test out the scaffolding; Make sure that planks won’t slip at busy points, Secure all ladders, tighten bolted joints. And yet all this comes down when the job’s done Showing off walls of sure and solid stone. So if, my dear, […]

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