The Incarnate One by Edwin Muir

The windless northern surge, the sea-gull’s scream, And Calvin’s kirk crowning the barren brae. I think of Giotto the Tuscan shepherd’s dream, Christ, man and creature in their inner day. How could our race betray The Image, and the Incarnate One unmake Who chose this form and fashion for our sake? The Word made flesh […]

The Price Of Beauty

The Land of Heart’s Desire William Butler Yeats We must be tender with all budding things. Our Maker let no thought of Calvary Trouble the morning stars in their first song. The poet William Butler Yeats referred to himself as “the last romantic”, and while I know he meant that in the broader sense of […]