Reading good poetry, Pearce writes, can prevent us from wasting time in activities such as watching television, noodling on the web, or indulging in social media. Such activities, he argues, can dull the mind and transform us into narcissistic, prideful, and self-centered persons.Read More
Beneath the fair Moon’s watch tonight,
Her mantle’s warmth enfolds my walks.
Still shivers from a chill not right,
Shrill malice from the shadow stalks.
Democratic Party leaders know who butters their toast. They create a lie, with the assistance of wealthy rebel millionaires like Kaepernick, that maintains a permanent class of angry and hostile poor of all ethnicities who never hear the truth about who truly is to blame for injustice and their situation in life.Read More
As early as the reign of King Alfred of Wessex, during the years 871-899, the Anglo-Saxons had begun to translate portions of the Bible from Latin into the vernacular. King Alfred, in fact, who had a personal devotion to praying the psalms, is thought to have translated the first fifty psalms himself.Read More
Doctor of the Church and Armenia’s First Great Poet: Mystical and Festal Poetic Works from St. Gregory of Narek
When St. Gregory of Narek (951-1003) was declared a Doctor of the Universal Church by the Catholic...Read More
This is poetry that leads us to reflect on the light and the darkness within the soul of man and leaves us looking at life and the creation of the God who loves mankind with wonder and awe.Read More
The limit of our liberty To shape ourselves the way we choose Is much like weather’s destiny, Imposed with scarce a thing to lose.
Though old and gray, I am embraced By nature, like a vibrant vine. That’s why my background may be faced, Fermented like an aged wine.
. . . community is better than individuality,
reaping is more joyful than sowing,
spirits are more substantial than bodies,
eternity is more perfect than time.