Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Let Evening Come




Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.

Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.

Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.

Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.

To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.

Let it come, as it will, and don't
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.

~ Jane Kenyon
from Otherwise: New and Selected Poems
(Graywolf Press, 1996)


Monday, February 20, 2017

The Bible Of Baseball




Baseball is the reason that America was invented.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

A Kind Of Rorschach Test For Islamophobia




What was your gut reaction upon seeing this image? Be honest now...

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Worth Watching Again




And again. And again. And again...

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Chapel Of The Apocalypse




State-Sponsored Terror Academy, Colorado Springs, Colorado.