Gerontion

As is readily obvious from a look at the most recent posts, this blog is no longer active. But, fear not, Dear Reader.  The blog has a new...

“Í don’t know what one puts on a stone when it’s murder…Can’t very well say ‘entered into rest’ or anything like that.   One will have ...

After deciding that the world is one meaningless thing after another, what then?   (Wait, the Hypothetical Reader asks, when did We dec...

Dahlia is bounded by the Ruby Wall, 27 feet high and 9 feet think, bright red when the rays of the sun beat upon it.   It is a three da...

I have long had a troubled relationship with C.S. Lewis.   I first met him as a young lad when I won a copy of The Lion, the Witch, and...