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    Blogging since December 2005

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    perspective

    by  • March 28, 2016 • easter, grief, hope, poetry • 2 Comments

    daffodils

    perspective the daffodils bow their heads in the early morning rain without explanation, on this day after resurrection. I am left to find resonance in both reverence of redemption and the weight of the water. the raindrops hang like tears on the window, or tiny jewels, depending on where I am. my coffee cup...

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    lenten journal: blank

    by  • March 25, 2016 • hope, lenten journal • 1 Comment

    blank

    I started a new train book on the way to work this morning: Maps of the Imagination: The Writer as Cartographer by Peter Turchi. The book, as the title suggests, uses cartography as an extended metaphor for writing. As the train worked its way to New Haven this morning, Turchi was talking about the...

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    lenten journal: comedy

    by  • March 23, 2016 • faith, lenten journal, poetry • 2 Comments

    comedy

    under the alleluias I once heard a comedian say the only way to get to the jokes that mattered was to push through the easy stuff, the sophomoric double entendres, the terrible puns, and get past the low-hanging fruit of the obvious and only then can you begin to discover great comedy. I don’t...

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    lenten journal: small

    by  • March 21, 2016 • incarnation, lenten journal • 1 Comment

    small

    Anger has never come easy for me. My father grew up in an angry household, for reasons that would take several posts to explain. His take away from those days was to decide the family he helped to create would not live that way. He didn’t yell or lose his temper, and neither did...

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    lenten journal: holy week

    by  • March 19, 2016 • hope, lenten journal • 0 Comments

    holy week

    the road from here to resurrection is mapped in my mind (and my heart), from palms to parables, crowds to cross. I know the days, the steps, the words, the mileposts. my feet are covered with the dust from the feet of disciples who walked this way when the road was not so well...

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    lenten journal: politics

    by  • March 18, 2016 • america, lenten journal, poetry • 4 Comments

    politics

    here in america we yell at each other as though anger were a pre-existing condition, and diatribe an anagram of democracy; but screaming doesn’t make it so: louder and truer are not synonyms— the same goes for rich and smart. the word becomes flesh the light shines in the darkness and the shouting cannot...

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