Brass Spittoons By Langston Hughes Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.Clean the spittoons.The steam in hotel kitchens,And the smoke in hotel lobbies,And the slime in hotel spittoons:Part of my life. Hey, boy! A
I thought I’d give all y’all a little taste of the way in which Gus’ theological speculations about Life, the Universe, and Everything tend to anticipate what, two thousand years
The Virgin By William Wordsworth Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrostWith the least shade of thought to sin allied.Woman! above all women glorified,Our tainted nature’s solitary boast;Purer than foam on central
I am giving myself up to lazy jollification… And letting G.K. Chesterton do the writing today: Our Birthday From G. K.s Weekly, 21st March, 1935.This was written on the occasion
Today we feel the wind beneath our wingsToday the hidden fountain flows and playsToday the church draws breath at last and singsAs every flame becomes a Tongue of praise.This is
We saw his light break through the cloud of gloryWhilst we were rooted still in time and placeAs earth became a part of Heaven’s storyAnd heaven opened to his human
May is Mary’s month, and IMuse at that and wonder why:Her feasts follow reason,Dated due to season— Candlemas, Lady Day;But the Lady Month, May,Why fasten that upon her,With a feasting
to answer folly? Here are some sensible responses to the plague of Dumb afflicting the world in the Age of MAGA:
For Janet How can it be that I feel youngernow, with you, than I did in grey youth? Grimlypacing the cage of my lonely hungerfor love, I tested the bars
This is one of the most valuable interviews I have seen on the motivations of the Trump Cult. Be sure to watch it. (Hint: They are not motivated by interest
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