Of Elsewhere
I mentioned that I took a free, local poetry class last year, and one of the really excellent things about it was that the teacher asked lots of insightful and provocative questions, and I found myself thinking much more about my assumptions about what poetry does and how to read it than I do on […]
This is a brief and heterogeneous update post. First, I am trying to put together a chapbook of poetry to submit to real publishers. Um. this is a challenge. And probably premature. But I’m trying it anyway. I may send out some individual poems to publishers as well. I am also trying to figure out […]
Last week I wrote “Why C.S. Lewis?” I still seem to be in a period of Inklings obsession (the Inklings were C.S. Lewis’s Christian writing group), and I’m about halfway through Grevel Lindpop’s Charles Williams: The Third Inkling. I’m enjoying it enormously, although I will be objecting to one aspect of it in today’s post. (For […]
I’m an agnostic—not even a particularly hopeful agnostic, at least emotionally. Intellectually, I try to keep an open mind about the universe—to paraphrase Borges, the world is so strange anything could be real, even the Holy Trinity—and even, I would add, everything from eliminative materialism (which is, as far as I understand it, the conviction […]
I hope, at least, to get back on track with this blog in the New Year, if not sooner. In the meantime, I’ve been writing away at Of Evernost, though rather more slowly than before, and I’ve also been giving myself a crash course in poetry. This involves: Taking an actual, free poetry class. Trying to […]
Near the end of Descent into Hell, Hugh Prescott and Adela discuss daydreams. Hugh only barely daydreams, whereas Adela does so often, and her defense of this calls the temptress Lily Sammile to her side. It is worth asking what exactly Lily Sammile is, other than Lilith. Her magical remedies seem to be an exaggerated […]
In the last post, I observed that in a Williams-ian afterlife I might well find myself with “some large messy mess of myself to get through.” Descent into Hell centers around love and reality’s conflict with self-infatuation and illusion. If Sodom is a city of disordered love for others, Williams calls “Gomorrah” as the city […]
C.S. Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien, the former of whom is quite possibly my favorite author, were part of a Christian writing group at Oxford entitled the Inklings. I am not familiar with all of their work, but I first read Lord of the Rings and Narnia in elementary school, I fell in love with C.S. […]
Of Elsewhere 