I agree with George Will that Trump is like the narcissistic King Lear and his GOP enablers like T.S. Eliot’s Hollow Men
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Trump as Low-Rent Lear
Valley of Dry Bounds, a Waste Land
Spiritual Sunday As we are in the Lenten season, the liturgy has of reading one of the strangest passages in the Bible, that being Ezekiel’s vision of dry bones. I repost today an essay from April 6, 2016 on T. S. Eliot’s allusion to the imagery. Given how desolate many of us are feeling these […]
The Thick Honey of This Good Life
Jane Hirshfield’s “Bees” explores how we find deep meaning in our lives–and why we sometimes opt for routine instead.
The Anxiety of Harold Bloom
The late Harold Bloom longed to be a Samuel Johnson but never got there.
T. S. Eliot on Resisting Tyrants
Columnist Gerson invokes “Murder in the Cathedral” to predict the impeachment of Donald Trump.
Come, Holy Spirit
Pentecost Sunday Nobel Prize-winning Polish poet Czeslaw Milosz uses the occasion of Pentecost to explore the nature of faith in his poem “Veni Creator.” Although the apostles may have been filled with the Holy Spirit, what about those of us who don’t experience tongues of flame? Here’s Luke’s description of moment (Acts 2:1-4): When the […]
Lent: The Air Heavy and Thick
Spiritual Sunday I share today a good Lenten poem by Denise Levertov where the poet finds herself in a funk, albeit not a dramatic funk. She’s experiencing neither a “dark night of the soul” nor a scorching wasteland desert, those extreme moments of crisis that have pushed people to revelation. (Today’s Gospel reading is Jesus’s […]
Sen. Flake Is No Hamlet
Comparisons of Sen. Flake to Hamlet over the Brett Kavanaugh is an insult to Hamlet.
Live in the Layers, Not on the Litter
Stanley Kunitz writes a variation of Frost’s “The Road Not Taken” that beautifully captures Yom Kippur themes.