Dec 19, 2017 | Advent, Bible Story, Corona, Gus Stevens, Letters to the Churches, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Hold fast to what you have until I come. You have the look of one who is alive but the tips of your fingers have grown numb and leprous white; you are dead. Now strive to wake from this unfeeling ruined dream. You slumber though a thief is at your door whose fiery...
Dec 18, 2017 | Advent, Bible Story, Corona, Gus Stevens, Letters to the Churches, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Though the poor suffer, they receive a crown. But others wear their crowns today in Rome and sit upon the thrones of your grey town where Balaam and the idols make their home. My children, build no temples here of stone but live instead as lightly as a bird who...
Dec 17, 2017 | Advent, Bible Story, Corona, Gus Stevens, Letters to the Churches, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Those who have ears to hear, let them hear. A boy saw his young neighbor steal his bike so he followed him home to put the fear of God in him. But the house was much like his own, only it seemed colder, no coal for winter, and the man who opened the door made his son...
Feb 13, 2017 | Gus Stevens, Love, Multi-Syllabic Rhyme, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet
Today’s the second month and fourteenth day of yet another year. When paper hearts are cut from folded pink and Love portrayed as a cartoon infant, blind and armed with darts to skewer Spring’s first sons. Meanwhile pitchmen ply their wares: the...
Jan 27, 2017 | Aging, Love, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;...
Dec 11, 2016 | Advent, Gus Stevens, Sonnet, Victorian Sonnet, Winter
There were a hundred years of snow before the human children came. Years of frost and chain and shadow when nights were long and only flame could keep away the grasping cold. The creatures hoped; but then the boy traded their hopes for promised gold and forfeit life...
