A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy’s Day – John Donne – repost

Happy St. Lucy’s Day! Here’s a post from a while back: ‘Tis the year’s midnight, and it is the day’s, Lucy’s, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks ; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays ; The world’s whole sap is sunk ; The general balm th’ … Continue reading “A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy’s Day – John Donne – repost”

A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy’s Day – John Donne

‘Tis the year’s midnight, and it is the day’s, Lucy’s, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks ; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays ; The world’s whole sap is sunk ; The general balm th’ hydroptic earth hath drunk, Whither, as to the bed’s-feet, life is … Continue reading “A Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy’s Day – John Donne”

Advent: St. Lucy’s Day

As we rapidly approach the Winter Solstice, the day of the year with the least sunlight, the Church calendar and readings stick to the theme of light. This coming Sunday’s Gospel opens with John 1:6 A man named John was sent from God. He came for testimony, to testify to the light, so that all … Continue reading “Advent: St. Lucy’s Day”

Well, Well, Well – Record Perciptation

Outside, up here in beautiful South Lake Tahoe, a glance out the window shows snow, coming down with a firm level of commitment. Visibility is at least a couple hundred yards, so not white out or anything. Yet. But the ALL IN CAPS weather advisory is saying things like: HEAVY SNOW WILL CREATE DANGEROUS CONDITIONS, … Continue reading “Well, Well, Well – Record Perciptation”

Talkin’ ’bout the Weather

Here in California, we are in a drought. Not a drought drought, where, I dunno, native flora and fauna are dying, preferably on a grim but picturesque dried lake bed of cracked mud. Like this. No, what we mean by drought in California: not enough rain and snow are falling to keep our reservoirs full. … Continue reading “Talkin’ ’bout the Weather”

Why Kids Are Not Taught Poetry

Now I’m totally hooked on Firestar, a novel by Mike Flynn. Was up till midnight reading, and so am doing that whole neck-snap thing as I doze off at my desk. Just fetched my 3rd cup of coffee. 5 hours of sleep is just not enough any more. I’m around page 200 of around 850. … Continue reading “Why Kids Are Not Taught Poetry”

A Few Observations

Yes, I’m crass enough to notice page views. 1. I hope you’re sitting down – detailed posts on Hegelian philosophy do not generate the number of page views one might hope. It’s like people don’t even care. Perhaps the souls of people who don’t view those posts are in a better place than mine – … Continue reading “A Few Observations”

Oh, Please. More Science! Foolishness

Neil deGrasse Tyson: Science is true “whether or not you believe in it” “Once science has been established, once a scientific truth emerges from a consensus of experiments and observations, it is the way of the world,” Tyson told Colbert. “What I’m saying is, when different experiments give you the same result, it is no … Continue reading “Oh, Please. More Science! Foolishness”