Archives: 'Poetry'

CT — March 2, 2006, 8:00 am

The Hound of Heaven

by Francis Thompson
I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;
I fled Him down the arches of the years;
I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways
Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears
I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped;
And shot, precipitated,
Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears,
From those strong […]

CT — August 3, 2005, 7:00 am

The fields are plentiful unto harvest

Re the call to service…
The workers are few
Divide by two.

CT — March 28, 2005, 5:30 pm

Most Faithful Disciples

Not she with trait’rous kiss her Savior stung,
Not she denied him with unholy tongue;
She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave,
Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.
– Eaton Stannard Barrett (1785-1820), Woman (pt. I, l. 141)