It’s Advent. St Wilfrid was quite real, Eddi is probably his biographer. There is a church at Mahood End, which is a real village. But the saying of the mass and preaching to the animals may be a poetic conceit. Regardless, this is the best Kipling Christmas poems: his one about India is morose. Eddi’s […]
Brevity is wit, silence is golden. One of the great joys is to sit with your spouse in peace and look at the beauty that surrounds you and the beauty graven upon their face. We are to be holy, and then what is holy will be spoken from us: but we are unable to be […]
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