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The Remarkable Woman Behind 'In the Bleak Midwinter' MUSINGS OF A PERTINACIOUS PAPIST - January 2, 2016 ... body of Rossetti's works, the material world of nature reveals transcendent spiritual reality. Hence the mother's simple kiss is an act of worship of the one true God. Plain words, echoed by resonant rhythms and sounds, serve as a foil to the brilliance of the poem's theological insights. Even while universalizing the biblical narrative of Christ's birth by transferring the scene at Bethlehem to a snowy Victorian Christmas, the poem remains steeped in Scripture. "Our God, ...http://pblosser.blogspot.com/2016/01/the-remarkable-woman-behind-in-bleak.html
Edgar Allan Poe's Hymn to Our Lady SEASONS OF GRACE - December 29, 2015 ... poems like "The Raven" and "Annabel Lee." His onomatopoeic poem "The Bells," which was published after his death in 1849, is believed to have been inspired by the bells of the tower at Fordham University, near his home. It relies on iambic pentameter in the haunting repetition of "the bells, bells, bells, bells, the tintinnabulation of the bells…." to capture the reader's imagination. But amidst the haunting poetry and prose which characterize the work of the troubled ...http://kathyschiffer.com/books-film/edgar-allan-poes-hymn-to-our-lady/
More Little Poems BACK BAY VIEW - December 21, 2015 It's interesting to compare the Eskimo poem with the sentimental Victorian Poems that follow. Taskes The Mother's Son g IT is so still in the house. There is a calm in the house; The snowstorm wails out there, And the dogs are rolled up with snouts under the tail. My little boy is sleeping on the ledge, On his back he lies, breathing through his open mouth. His little stomach is bulging roud - Is it strange if I start to cry with joy? -Eskimo Translated ...http://backbayview.blogspot.com/2015/12/more-little-poems.html
Christmas Poems by St Robert Southwell COUNTERCULTURAL FATHER - December 20, 2015 ... giver given bestow, Gift to this gift let each receiver be: God is my gift, Himself He freely gave me, God's gift am I, and none but God shall have me. Man alter'd was by sin from man to beast; Beast's food is hay, hay is all mortal flesh; Now God is flesh, and lies in manger press'd, As hay the brutest sinner to refresh: Oh happy field wherein this fodder grew, Whose taste doth us from beasts to men renew! New Heaven, New War Come to your heaven, you heavenly choirs, Earth hath the heaven of ...http://ccfather.blogspot.com/2015/12/christmas-poems-by-st-robert-southwell.html
Advent 3: John of the Cross QUANTUM THEOLOGY - December 14, 2015 ... maidens, seems like a better fit for this season of light and birth than John of the Cross, consigned to a dungeon by his Carmelite confreres, mired in a darkness both literal and spiritual. I pulled out a copy of his poetry, written during those months of confinement, this afternoon to read. I had forgotten about his triad poems on the incarnation (maybe because most scholars diss them as "perfunctory") but today found them again, tucked into the appendix. The last poem of ...http://quantumtheology.blogspot.com/2015/12/advent-3-john-of-cross.html