Dec 31, 2016 | Aging, Italian Sonnet, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds
Youth gone, and beauty gone if ever there Dwelt beauty in so poor a face as this; Youth gone and beauty, what remains of bliss? I will not bind fresh roses in my hair, To shame a cheek at best but little fair,– Leave youth his roses, who can bear a thorn,–...
Dec 27, 2016 | Advent, Gus Stevens, Italian Sonnet, Mom, Sonnet
A mother’s delight and child’s torment: all those gifts beneath the glittering tree. On Christmas Eve, a singular present, always the smallest, she’d let us tear free from its bright paper. The rest must remain secrets for one more sleep: still a...
Dec 25, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
Exact imprint Unum Anno Domini Very God very man without blemish Perfect lamb Hypostatic union Homoousios Saint Nicolas A bruise upon the cheek of Arius Hard to believe Our desperate need Paradox Son of God Son of man Climax of covenant and plan Offspring of Eve...
Dec 24, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
There was a time when the world Like an arctic desert wasteland Frozen and forbidding Made no room For hopeful celebration Always winter never Christmas Hollow men filled themselves With a little dried tubers Or whatever they could find Thinking none to thank Praised...
Dec 23, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
“And he did what was evil in the sight of the lord” That common epitaph like a pall Hung over the memory of most The kings of Israel and Judah That country of schism with ‘covenant, calling and charter’ To be a light to the myriad of nations...
