Daniel Lawless: The Paten
O, parched tongues! O, Clearasil and ear wax, quivering chin hairs!
July 25, 2024 · 13 Comments
Paul Christensen: Where Summer Ends
My village lies there in all its stony composure under the first thunderstorm of fall. It meant cold weather was coming, creeping in like a procession of ghosts under the rumbling sky.
October 10, 2021 · 1 Comment
Paul Christensen: Feast Days
In Provence, we’ve just passed through August 15, one of the summer’s biggest festival days, the Assumption of Mary, the day in which Mary ascends into heaven escorted by a … Continue reading
August 22, 2018 · Leave a comment