In talking to Solomon in Paradiso, Dante gets a new vision of heaven on earth.
Tag Archives: Birches
Dante’s Version of Heaven on Earth
The Ice Storm Cometh
We’re currently undergoing a potentially severe ice storm. Here’s what Robert Frost has to say about ice storms.
Ensnar’d with Flow’rs I Fall on Grass
Friday I found utterly dispiriting this past week’s Democratic debates in which candidates lasered in on tiny differences while a fire rages all around us. I haven’t wanted to relax my vigilance regarding Donald Trump since autocrats win when we become so worn down that we stop paying attention. Nevertheless, these two wretched debates made […]
Burdened by Ice
Spiritual Sunday With much of the country groaning under the weight of winter storms, I share a Robert Hayden poem in which the speaker calls out to God in his misery. I warn you the poem does not conclude with a comforting—or a facile—promise. Sounding very much like George Herbert in his inability to pray, […]
Growing More Liberal as We Age
Frost may allude to the belief that we become more conservative as we age, but his own poetry refutes the claim.
Earth, Love, Birches, and Ice Storms
I promised this post on Robert Frost’s “Birches” in the event that we have an ice storm. I don’t know yet whether we will have one, but we had frozen rain for much of the night, and as I write this (Wednesday morning) we are being attacked by a blizzard. So if I don’t arrange […]