Pastoral Interlude

Let us turn from Alexander Pope, George Herbert and their pastoral fantasies. Yes, they were masters. Yes, they were poets. But here, in 2020 A.D,  we perceive poetry in a different  manner. We are CONFESSIONAL, oh yes. (Like Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton and what’s her name . . . ) So, GET READY for […]

TULIP: a Floral Pentagram

One thinks on Calvin heav’n’s own spirit fell; Another deems him instrument of hell; If Calvin feel heav’n’s blessing, or its rod, This cries there is, and that, there is no God. Alexander Pope A transcendental tulip is blooming in my garden. Before the petals wither, before affections harden, I pray it may diffuse its […]