by rosswcalvin | Nov 23, 2021 | Poetry
Loss is a strange thing. We want the thing possessed by a departed friend to remain true about the world. Yet despite our memory and the many sweet gifts they gave us, we somehow imagine the world will no longer carry the beauty they embodied. We want the gifts they...
by rosswcalvin | Mar 20, 2021 | Aesthetics, Poetry
Poetry orders the soul. The deliberate meter of language husbands something transcendent within us that makes us remember we belong. Poetry educates us about the beauty of the world. While in one hand opening the daily existence to the possibility of an expansiveness...
