The Second Voyage by Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin Odysseus rested on his oar and saw The ruffled foreheads of the waves Crocodiling and mincing past: he rammed The oar between their jaws and looked down In the simmering sea where scribbles of weed defined...
The high was 51 today. The sun was shining. The snow was melting. How could we possibly stay home? I wanted to go somewhere we could walk, but couldn’t think of any place among our usual haunts that wouldn’t be too snowy or too muddy. I...
Because Dom wasn’t going to be able to get off from work early, we decided it would make life much easier if Anthony opened his presents at breakfast. That way we could focus on going out for his birthday dinner and coming home to eat cake...
On Thursday the temperature was in the 40s. Lucia went outside on the back step for the first time ever and had her first experience of playing in the snow. It was awesome. Posting the animated photo separate from the others since I know it messes...
Today is the feast of Blessed Isabelle of France (to the best of my knowledge but I’ve also found sources claiming February 23, 25, 26 or for the Franciscans August 31, and September 1.) She is the younger sister of St Louis, King of France...
The Water Horse At first it was only in her dreams That he came and lay with her. On the day She was supposed to be minding the cows In Sheep Cove (she was reading Dickens, The Old Curiosity Shop, And cows were the last thing on her mind) She saw...
Night Feed by Eavan Boland This is dawn Believe me This is your season, little daughter. The moment daisies open, The hour mercurial rainwater Makes a mirror for sparrows. Its time we drowned our sorrows. I tiptoe in. I lift you up Wriggling In your...
(So slow! This is from last Thursday and I still haven’t posted it. Though I blame the lack of my computer and trying to blog on the maddening iPad for the delay.) I’m taking a page out of Melissa Wiley’s book and snapping a photo...
Lauds by Paul Murray, O.P. All things The Lord has made, O bless the Lord, Give glory and eternal praise to Him. . . Together with our morning papers’ dead: unsmiling heroes, war-jaded, no longer game, the old, the maimed, you also, your stoic...
from Darwin Catholic There are plenty of memes that want to know all about your book history and your all-time greats and your grand ambitions, but let’s focus on something more revealing: the books you’re actually reading now, or just...
