Category The Poet

The Dawn of Man

Spring night turns slowly awakening spring morn As Apollo drives the sun across the steel blue sky. And the grass cuddled ‘neath the springs maternal dew The sun lightens the path so worn as the age of man meanders by. Unlike the nimble-minded man of old, This new man’s imagination has run cold. O fool, who thinks himself […]

Refining the Crudeness of Symbolism: An Analysis of William Carlos Williams’ “The Rose”

Dear all, I encourage you to read the following poem by William Carlos Williams, “The Rose,” published in his book Spring and All in 1923. Then take a good look at the 1914 painting “Flowers” by the cubist painter, Juan Gris, which you will find directly after the poem. Having done that, you will be prepared […]

Catholicism and Fantasy

Today is the feast day of St. Severian, a martyr of the Fifth century AD, having taken part in the Council of Chalcedon, and thus the triumph of Orthodoxy. One of my favorite authors named the main character of his series ‘Severian,’ probably after the Saint. Other names he uses are Dorcas and Thecla, (really […]

Inventing the Powder

My heart was confused, my actions useless, I saw me incapable, and I thought I was capable of everything. I got disturb easily, attentive  of mocks and judgements, from those who will never do that, from those who love me. There wasn´t order, there wasn´t sense, the actions were not enough, thoughts didn´t fill me, […]

Descubriendo la Pólvora

Mi corazón se hallaba confuso, mis acciones inútiles, me veía incapaz, y yo me creía capaz de todo.   Me molestaba con facilidad, al pendiente de burlas o juicios, de aquellos que no lo harían, de aquellos que me amaban.   No había orden, no había sentido, las acciones no bastaban, los pensamientos no llenaban, […]

The Gorgeous Dead – Jacob T. Reilly

               The Gorgeous Dead           A Poem for My Brother Peter When the air cuts you quick like Orion’s sword, Flickering, gleaming, brightly brandished stars, Hunt  the rimed heavens for Venus then Mars, Bodies that blaze in teeming crystal hordes Of Boreas, for if you stay awake And vigilant for long enough at night, The mortified blades, […]

Variations on a Theme: Musicality and Mutability in Wordsworth and Christina Rossetti

Variations on a Theme: Musicality and Mutability in Wordsworth and Christina Rossetti   Mutability By William Wordsworth From low to high doth dissolution climb, And sink from high to low, along a scale Of awful notes, whose concord shall not fail; A musical but melancholy chime, Which they can hear who meddle not with crime, […]