John Heath-Stubbs’s “On the Nativity” is one of my favorite Christmas poems.
Tag Archives: William Blake
A Star Has Fallen, to Blossom from a Tomb
Lit that Championed Chimney Sweeps
Watching modern chimney sweeps at work, I’m relieved that we’ve left behind the days of William Blake and Charles Dickens.
Reluctance to Go to School
Friday School has already opened in some states (Tennessee) and has yet to open in others (Maryland) so I’ve split the difference by choosing today to honor the occasion. Jonathan Swift’s mention of a laggard schoolbody in “A Description of the Morning” has always fascinated me. “Description of the Morning” gives an account of the […]
Children’s Choirs, Vienna’s and Blake’s
Wednesday Last Friday I was able to see in person the Vienna Children’s choir, which previously I knew only from their recordings. As I listened to the high, pure voices in Sewanee’s cathedral-like All Saints Chapel, I thought of William Blake’s “Holy Thursday” from Songs of Innocence. The poem has some of Blake’s characteristic irony, […]
What Is Eating Away at America?
Wednesday What does it mean to have a Russian asset as president, if the FBI’s suspicions (as reported by the New York Times) turn out to be correct. Perhaps William Blake’s poem “The Sick Rose” captures the situation. In that instance, the Rose would be the American republic, which is sick despite its high ideals […]
Imagining Little Ocean’s Future
Looking for the literary significance of my latest grandchild, I turn to Walcott, Whitman, Masefield, Coleridge, and Byron. What emerges is a mystical seeker.
Welcome Stranger to This Place
The story of Jesus healing an unclean gentile reminds us all to welcome the stranger. Blake shows us the heaven that awaits when we do.
When School Drives All Joy Away
School has already begun in some states, bringing to mind Blake’s lament about school in summer.
Blake on Trump’s Breast-Feeding Attack
With yet another Trumpian attack on poor children, I turn once again to William Blake.

