When I first moved to this apartment, back in July, ice formed in the milk jug because the refrigerator was set too cold. Not that it was set to its coldest setting; rather, I have been pushing it slowly further and further past the half-way point, unwilling to push the dial all the way over to the warmest setting. After Read More

Ovid Weeps for Me When first I heard your distant cry, It cut exceeding fine And loosed my heart to rise to you; But I would not let it go. How true the premonition: What’s given is ne’er regained. You stooped down to find my gate; I was faint to let you in. I never thought one so high as Read More

When I recently read through John’s account of the ressurrection of Lazarus, I noticed something I had missed before. “Now Martha said to Jesus, ‘Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died. But even now I know that whatever You ask of God, God will give You.’ “Jesus said to her, ‘Your brother will rise again.’ Read More

Living Water I found you standing by the stream That ate away the earth Laid over all your ugly roots, Your lumps and bobs and warps. Those desperate roots drove deep backwards To seek besmirching soil, While clear below the brook sipped sup, All laughing, loving you. The pebbles on the floor of her Are round and safely smooth. The Read More