by Prasanta | Jul 28, 2017 | Poetry, poetry by others
God’s Grandeur by Gerard Manley Hopkins The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod? Generations have trod, have...
by Prasanta | Jul 24, 2017 | Summer
Here are a few recent pictures of summer. All of these photos were made with the iPhone. When I moved into my first home many years ago, someone asked me if I liked gardening. I said no. Truthfully, I had no interest in it at all. I couldn’t...
by Prasanta | Jul 17, 2017 | Art, Painting, Quotes, Summer
“I must have flowers, always, and always.” ― Claude Monet “A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables “Flowers always make people...
by Prasanta | Jul 12, 2017 | Poetry, Summer
Sonnet 98: From you have I been absent in the spring by William Shakespeare From you have I been absent in...
by Prasanta | Jul 10, 2017 | Beauty, Faithfulness, God's Faithfulness, God's promises, Pain, Quotes, Summer, Writing
i caught a tiny wisp of the song of the hills, my memory bringing it up before me, the song i was surrounded with. if I had paid more attention when i was younger, perhaps i could recall it now, the very song, for now it is simply a memory without the music. i...
by Prasanta | Jul 8, 2017 | Quotes, Writing
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by Prasanta | Jul 2, 2017 | Poetry
Streams of Amber When love’s fingertips brush fields, purple, amber and golden streams flow, trickle down to hungry souls, drip into an earth permeable to tears of human feet, and ambered grace of grains is transformed into red, white and blue frosted independence day...
