As a poet, I’ve always loved to read, write and translate the love poem, especially the love poem of mixed tone: the one both certain of the attraction and uncertain of the commitment, or uncertain of mutual commitment; the one both fierce and forgiving, or, if not exactly forgiving, wonderfully dismissive when the brave move of separation becomes inevitable.Read More
Month: January 2018
Jan 17, 2018
I have no idea what beauty is or how it might be defined. But I am intrigued by what St. Augustine said about it: “Beauty is indeed a good gift of God; but that the good may not think it a great good, God dispenses it even to the wicked.”
Jan 5, 2018
Beauty is resilience. It’s the revolution of the earth, the grace of the new year, the homecoming of an odyssey. It’s the edit after creation, the maturation of an idea. It’s the transformation of one thing into another, the refusal of matter to be destroyed. Beauty is a mutable moment and how we attempt, again and again, to convey it, no matter how vain the endeavor.
Jan 5, 2018
My first encounter with the elusive concept of beauty came as a child in the garden behind our house. A neighbor, admiring my mother’s newly flowering peonies, exclaimed: “These are so beautiful!”