Normally I don’t know that I will share songs in such rapid succession but with this song and on this day I will make an exception. As 2017 closes and we wait eagerly for 2018 and all it’s promise, think on those things that are negative and unhealthy, every critical thought you’ve had or that … Continue reading The Sound of My Day: “Live Like a Warrior”
When I was very maybe 3 years old I remember my older brother being a part of a performance at church where they sang a song the message from which struck me then to the degree that the chorus still floats around in my noggin at times called “Input Output” (by Gary McSpadden and Kathie … Continue reading The Sound of My Day: “We Live”
This is one of Shakespeare’s most well loved sonnets and, perhaps unsurprisingly, it is my current favorite as well. Typically analysis of this poem overall takes the incredibly literal approach to the content in saying that Shakespeare is saying that this one woman’s beauty is eternal and will never fade away because he has written … Continue reading Classics: “Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s Day?”
As a poet and as a human being, Longfellow was rather a shining example of insight, strength, optimism, courage, and good coming from the forging fires of sorrow, loss, grief, and great struggle. While many poets’ words live on because of their artistry, I would argue that Longfellow’s words live on more because of their … Continue reading Classics: Loss and Gain
I love this piece by Marlowe, although it is not a stand alone piece, as all the others in this Classics series thus far have been; it’s an excerpt from one of his plays, Hero and Leander. What I love about this piece is the youthful hope, that for most of us has been destroyed, … Continue reading Classics: Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?
This piece has many layers. Those who know Herrick and his contemporaries in the Renaissance know that poetry of the time fit into three categories: religion, politics, or sex. Herrick tended to fall into the later of those three more than any other despite having been a pastor early in his life. (A fact that … Continue reading Classics: To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
This is, I think, my father’s favorite poem and a personal favorite of mine as well. I don’t know if it was the images of trees breaking through the ruins I was thinking about when I was writing The Old Broken House With The Tree Growing Through It instead of sleeping last night or something … Continue reading Classics: The Road Not Taken