Shifting of the Seasons
Vernal life spurts forth with foliage verdant-white Fragile leaflets fresh from earthen womb leap toward sunlight The grasses get some color back in their cheeks Avians return,…
A Tale of Two Buildings and Two Types of ‘Intelligence’ – Reflecting on Magnifica Humanitas
Long before the publication of Magnifica Humanitas, many believed Pope Leo XIV's inaugural encyclical document would address artificial intelligence; those hopes were not in vain. Long before…
Vine and Fruit
Like the fruit in the youthful Tree In the easterly garden long ago The Lord Jesus wants us to see The life-giving food He does bestow And…
The Lady and the Fountain: A Glittering Retelling of an Arthurian Legend
The tail end of last year witnessed the publication of The Lady and the Fountain, the debut book of Hannah Athol, a PhD candidate in biological engineering…
An Interview with Professor Molly McNett, Author of Child of These Tears
Earlier this year, the independent publisher Slant Books released the novel Child of These Tears. Focusing on a juvenile protagonist, Constance Baker, and set in colonial America…
Ox and Straw
Thomas’ classmates snubbed him, judged him on the spot “Dumb Ox” they dubbed him in jest for his taciturn ways But they forgot that quietude is the…
Domestic Altar
On a cold autumn morning A winter storm was moaning But away indoors there arose a hush Quieting ourselves from the season's rush For Father was then…
The Cosmos and the Merits of Abandoning Narrative: An Examination of Contemplative Spaces in Cinema
The distant shores of silence begin at the door. You cannot fly there like a bird. You must stop,look deeper, still deeper, until nothing deflects the soul…
Libraries – The Last Secular Dwellings of Silence
When I was a kid, I can remember my dad taking me to the local library. There he assisted me with one of the most rueful grade…
David Hume’s Inadequate Examination of Miracles and the Limitation of Thought
“One moment even of feeble contrition or blurred thankfulness will, at least in some degree, head us off from the abyss of abstraction. It is Reason herself…