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Tracking the Walking Poets

So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp; it has inner light, even from a distance— and changes us, even if we do not reach it…                                                                                                                                           —Rilke, “A Walk” I cannot… Continue reading Tracking the Walking Poets

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The Difficult Bliss of Belief: Christian Wiman’s My Bright Abyss

I started Christian Wiman’s memoir My Bright Abyss shortly before Ascension Day, with the hymns of Christ’s rising triumph a week or so away from being sung. The timing lessened some of the dread I felt over beginning a book I knew to be written under a “deepening shadow of death” – the author’s diagnosis of… Continue reading The Difficult Bliss of Belief: Christian Wiman’s My Bright Abyss