First Known When Lost

We humans make a great deal of racket, don't we?  Talking.  Always talking.  And to what end?  Long-time (and much-appreciated!) readers...

A poem that catches our fancy is likely to stay with us our entire life.  If the poem moves us sufficiently, we may discover that we have co...

It is entirely possible -- and perfectly acceptable -- to live one's life without holding opinions on the political issues of the day.  ...

The world is perfect just as it is.  I would not change a thing.  We dwell in Paradise.  I am reminded of this each day when I take my after...

My daily walk takes me through several tree tunnels.  Here is my variation on Wordsworth:  "My heart leaps up when I behold". . . ...

In a week such as this, when we are once again reminded of the presence of evil in the world, and are saddened at the loss of innocent lives...

The appearance of Robert Frost's " Neither Out Far Nor In Deep " in my previous post got me to thinking about other poems with...

The recent Brexit referendum and the ongoing presidential election campaign in the United States have got me to thinking about the politiciz...

As I have noted here in the past, a few times each year I feel the urge to visit the misty, twilit (at  all hours of the day) world of the p...