Dancing Through The Fire by Malcolm Guite

Then stir my love in idleness to flame To find at last the free refining fire That guards the hidden garden whence I came. O do not kill, but quicken my desire, Better to spur me on than leave me cold. Not maimed I come to you, I come entire, Lit by the loves that […]

Ars Longa, Vita Brevis

THE PARLEMENT OF FOULES Geoffrey Chaucer “For this was on Saint Valentine’s Day When every fowl cometh to choose his mate, Of every kind that men think may; And that so huge a noise gan they make, That earth and air and tree and every lake So full was, that underneath was there space For […]

Until it Happens To You

THE CRACK-UP F. Scott Fitzgerald Of course all life is a process of breaking down, but the blows that do the dramatic side of the work-the big sudden blows that come, or seem to come, from outside-the ones you remember and blame things on and, in moments of weakness, tell your friends about, don’t show […]