‘Philoctetes: A Myth Retold’ Excerpt, by Bruce Wren
What is One to do with a Useless Man?: Philoctetes: A Myth Retold is a poetic play by Fr. Bruce...
What is One to do with a Useless Man?: Philoctetes: A Myth Retold is a poetic play by Fr. Bruce...
. Strange Election inspired by President Trump's speech on election fraud (below) by Evan Mantyk Strange numbers were appearing in...
The Painting of the Virgin God, seeing in America a child Embracing Faith with jubilation meet, Took up His paints,...
. That Day of Infamy ∼ December 7th, 1941 Zeros burst through bluest skies __Like stealthy birds of prey, Set...
for my two-year-old grandson, Exander “There’s no tale in the world I can’t believe.” I said.“If you have learned belief,...
. Act I Scene I NARRATOR Imagine now the scene: the angry engine, Its beeping brain, its smooth and metal...
. One night a lean and wizened soul scuffed down the old mill road, while moonlight cast upon the knoll...
. To Some Other Poets Let hoary heads divine and then divide,Dot i’s and dance on pins and sneer with...
. Appeal to the Muse O Saint Cecilia, more than just a muse— The very author by this pen and...
Gather round everyone, come near! My story is for all to hear. A song for you I now shall...
X No tengo más que darte —Inscription on a Spanish sailor's gold ring, in the shape of a hand holding...
_ Our Bishops, on Nov. 4, 2020 Our bishops hail the president-elect.Do they suppose the election is decided?Or are they...
2 November 2020 Two weeks and counting here I be In clutches of the CCP I don’t delight as I...
They mix together here waiting for the trim black and gold gondolas heading into side canals that drain and...
Famine de l'âme The soul, deprived of one essential thing, Cannot rely on dusty stores of hope; Seeking to...
The turkey that we blithely ate Had little cause to celebrate The final Thursday in November. It's customary to...
Thanksgiving 1984 2020 Wear a mask until you eat and never touch your face. Muzzle up between each bite...
Pandemic epidemic, fever, chills; As viral spiral sickens, quickens, kills. We’re tasked and masked with no place left to...
The Shisendō is a hideaway villa in the eastern hills of Kyoto, Japan, created by poet and calligrapher Jōzan...
Cricket The game of Cricket, I’ll relate, Goes back to fifteen fifty-eight, Upon a field in Guildford way, In...
Mozart on His Kegelstatt Trio Quite recently I wrote a little trio While wasting time at skittles with some friends....
Heart of Darkness a rondeau redoublé A heart of darkness mocks and flouts the rules. It robs our orb of...
. Vulture Culture Above the clouds, a vulture soars, the leader of a culture war. The bird of prey is...
. The Violence in Philadelphia “Par le regne des maleureux chetis“ —Eustache Deschamps by Urbawel Cidese Say first what caused...
All Divinity Is Love or Wonder* New Harbor October 2020 All Divinity is love or wonder. The moon pulls up...
Originally Published by the SCP on November 24, 2019 dedicated to my wife, who was mobbed and defamed for...
Truthfulness I walked through our lovely suburban downtown, Which always is ranked as the best. But everywhere windows and...
_ Pope Urban II Sonnet-Speech, Clermont, 1095 Oh Noblemen, I’m charged by God to warn that Christendom is threatened by...
Introductory Note These paraphrased translations represent three short poems composed by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, a person so well-known...
A Wheelchair They kept their car-doors shut and windows closed, Nor left their house but stayed inside, disposed To hide...
On Marriage I married a girl named Sue And alas! She married me too! As Then, So...
On a Turtle of Broken Jade The tiny turtle made of milky jade Was smuggled by Jun’s parents from...
She was the one who approached me and spoke, Saying my lectures had swept her away. Maybe we could...
Thoughts following a visit to the World War 2 National Cemetery at Colleville-sur-Mer, Normandy, France. Eugene Ovid Lambert was...
On Voter Fraud after Li Hongzhi’s poem "On the General Election" by Evan Mantyk Is chivalry dead in the...
Mary had a little lamb His fleece was white as snow. This little lamb, we’ll call him Stan, Starred...
Remember, Remember… by Susan Jarvis Bryant No thankful foot falls on the London street In honour of our brave...
The complete new translation can found from Hackett Publishing here. My poem sings of one man forced from Troy by...
originally published on November 2, 2020 on MacKenzie Lyric Poetry Where shall they hide now, the merchants of death, Who...
Perfectionist Inclined Maligned by self-encasing brine, defined By certainty's demise, self-image lies Within a shrine. Perfectionist inclined, I crouch...
I couldn't agree more with your assessments on these poems! Thank you, Jan.
Thank you so much, C.B.
Jan, thank you so very much for your beautiful welcome back and for your much-appreciated reaction to my poem. The…
Thanks, Norma, for your birthday wishes… they ae not belated at all… the celebration shall proceed !
Ah, yes, purpose in creation and not chaos! That fact ought never be missed by any person reflecting on the…
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