Jesus declared that he was “the bread of life.” These poems explore the metaphor.
Tag Archives: Philip Pullman
I Am the Bread of Life
Philip Pullman’s Unorthodox Afterlife
In “Amber Spyglass,” Pullman rebels against orthodox versions of the afterlife and creates his own.
The Poetry of Holy Bread
I share a church talk on “The Poetry of Bread” where I shared poems by Levertov, Ungar, Neruda, Underhill, and others.
Pullman and White Christian Nationalists
In “The Secret Commonwealth” Pullmans description of the Magisterium sounds a lot like White Christian Nationalism.
On Lent, Dust, and His Dark Materials
In Practical Christianity, Jane Shaw uses Pullman’s “His Dark Materials” to discuss how to grapple with life and sin.
Do Not Stand by My Grave and Weep
As Slovenes this past week visited the graves of those who have passed on, I thought of Frye’s poem “Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep.”
Angels in Pullman’s Fantasy
In “His Dark Materials” Pullman turns Milton’s “Paradise Lost” on its head. The fallen angels are the good guys.
Fantasy, a Portal to the Numinous
People are often drawn to fantasy in our post-Enlightenment world because they hunger for the numinous.