By the Babe Unborn

I have nothing to add to the profound musings of G.K. Chesterton.  I just ran across this beautiful poem by the prolific English writer and apologist--I thought you'd enjoy.  By the Babe Unborn If trees were tall and grasses short, As in some crazy tale, If here and there a sea were blue Beyond the breaking pale,   If a fixed fire hung in the air To warm me one day through, If deep green hair grew on great hills, I know what I should do.   In dark I lie; dreaming that … [Read more...]

TOMORROW IS CHESTERTON DAY! Well, If You’re in Rome, That Is.

I spotted the announcement this morning:  Over on Facebook, Fr. Antonio Spadaro, S.J.—one of the organizers of the Vatican Blogfest—reported enthusiastically that tomorrow is Chesterton Day at La Civilta Cattolica, the College of Catholic Writers of Civilization. So I looked it up.  The panelists!  The topics!  And it’s free!!  Now all I need to do is buy another ticket to Rome, head to the Via di Porta Pinciana….  *     *     *     *     * Well, that’s just … [Read more...]


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