From Rainer Maria Rilke’s Book of Hours, “The Book of Monastic Life,” I. 52 & 53: My life bedecks itself no differentlyfrom the deathbeds of the ancient czars.It’s
During National Poetry Month, we at TTC had the privilege of previewing and presenting some of Marjorie Maddox’s poetry. In that post, Christine highlighted poems that reveal “the connection of
In honor of national poetry month, today I’ll be featuring three poems from Marjorie Maddox. Marjorie is an accomplished poet, author, and professor whose work fits in perfectly
The tree of life my soul hath seen,Laden with fruit and always green:The trees of nature fruitless beCompared with Christ the apple tree. His beauty doth all
Sometimes here at TTC I share some original poetry. They’re very different from what we usually post; and yet, maybe not so different. These posts might be disparate in form,