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On the Mystery of the Incarnation It's when we face for a momentthe worst our kind can do, and shudder to knowthe...

The Winter Is Cold, Is Cold The winter is cold, is cold.All’s spent in keeping warm.Has joy been frozen, too?I blow...

Advent Wind whistling, as it does in winter, and I think nothing of it until it snaps a shutter offher bedroom...

Advent Credo It is not true that creation and the human family are doomed to destruction and loss—This is true: For...

Advent Calendar He will come like last leaf’s fall.One night when the November windhas flayed the trees to bone,...

The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of...

Preludes IThe winter evening settles downWith smell of steaks in passageways.Six o’clock.The burnt-out ends of...

Caged Bird A free bird leapson the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current endsand dips his wingin...

“Hope” is the thing with feathers  “Hope” is the thing with feathers -That perches in the soul -And sings the tune...

The Coming And God held in his handA small globe. Look he said.The son looked. Far off,As through water, he sawA...