Friday, August 15, 2008

My girls lost

My girls lost!

I am shocked, distraught, and dismayed.

Update, Sunday : Well, at least they took the gold in doubles.

Sung at Mass today

Sung at Mass today

Mary the dawn, Christ the perfect day;
Mary the gate, Christ the Heavenly Way!

Mary the root, Christ the Mystic Vine;
Mary the grape, Christ the Sacred Wine!

Mary the wheat, Christ the Living Bread;
Mary the stem, Christ the Rose blood-red!

Mary the font, Christ the Cleansing Flood;
Mary the chalice, Christ the Saving Blood!

Mary the temple, Christ the temple's Lord;
Mary the shrine, Christ the God adored!

Mary the beacon, Christ the Heaven's Rest;
Mary the mirror, Christ the Vision Blest!

Mary the mother, Christ the mother's Son;
By all things blest while endless ages run.

Assumption

The Assumption

Two excellent posts in commemoration of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin -- here and here. From two of the most deeply prayerful blogs in the blogosphere!

Question

Question

Why do so many women do their eye make-up on moving buses and trains? It makes me nervous watching them. I'm afraid they're going to injure their eyes!

(Just wondering. This blog will shortly resume its pondering of Serious Matters.)

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Bumper sticker

Bumper sticker spotted in my bailiwick

Extirpate Sesquipedalianism

Monday, August 11, 2008

Three readings

Three readings in Orthodox Christian spirituality
from the Dark Speech upon the Harp archives, October 2002


Here.

Merton

Suns explode from the light you spread through my guts and torn with love for you my cry becomes a hemorrhage of wild and cool stars.

Thomas Merton, from "Certain Proverbs Arise Out of Dreams," in Learning to Love: The Journals of Thomas Merton, Volume Six 1966-1967, p. 65

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Comment : Not too many love poems contain the words "explode," "guts" and "hemorrhage," in the same sentence! But I guess prose-poems have always been a bit more surreal ...

Sunday, August 10, 2008

George Herbert

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
        Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
        From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
        If I lack'd anything.

'A guest,' I answer'd, 'worthy to be here:'
        Love said, 'You shall be he.'
'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
        I cannot look on Thee.'
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
        'Who made the eyes but I?'

'Truth, Lord; but I have marr'd them: let my shame
        Go where it doth deserve.'
'And know you not,' says Love, 'Who bore the blame?'
        'My dear, then I will serve.'
'You must sit down,' says Love, 'and taste my meat.'
        So I did sit and eat.


George Herbert (1593-1633)

Translating Scripture

1 Kings 19:12

... a tiny whispering sound (New American Bible)

... a faint murmuring sound (Revised English Bible)

... a gentle whisper (New International Version)

... a still small voice (King James Version)

Joseph Plunkett

I Saw the Sun at Midnight
by Joseph Mary Plunkett (1887-1916)


I saw the Sun at midnight, rising red,
Deep-hued yet glowing, heavy with the stain
Of blood-compassion, and I saw It gain
Swiftly in size and growing till It spread
Over the stars; the heavens bowed their head
As from Its heart slow dripped a crimson rain,
Then a great tremor shook It, as of pain --
The night fell, moaning, as It hung there dead.

O Sun, O Christ, O bleeding Heart of flame!
Thou givest Thine agony as our life's worth,
And makest it infinite, lest we have dearth
Of rights wherewith to call upon Thy Name;
Thou pawnest Heaven as a pledge for Earth
And for our glory sufferest all shame.

Isaiah 41

The poor and the needy look for water and find none;
their tongues are parched with thirst.
But I the Lord shall provide for their wants;
I, the God of Israel, shall not forsake them.
I shall open rivers on the arid heights,
and wells in the valleys;
I shall turn the desert into pools
and dry land into springs of water;
I shall plant cedars in the wilderness,
acacias, myrtles, and wild olives;
I shall grow pines on the barren heath
side by side with fir and box tree,
that everyone may see and know,
may once for all observe and understand
that the Lord himself has done this:
it is the creation of the Holy One of Israel.


Isaiah 41:17-20 (Revised English Bible)