Death and the Knight
Death sheathed his sword. Its worn grip formed perfectly to his hand. Rainwater washed pools of dark blood and broken teeth across the stony ground, while crows picked flesh from […]
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Death sheathed his sword. Its worn grip formed perfectly to his hand. Rainwater washed pools of dark blood and broken teeth across the stony ground, while crows picked flesh from […]
“God, The Playwright” is a free verse rendition of Frederick Buechner’s book Telling the Truth: The Gospel as Tragedy, Comedy, and Fairy Tale. In this poem, I take the reader […]
“When physicists work on a theory, they are not dealing directly with nature,” writes physicist Giovanni Vignale, “but with an abstract model which they have already decided which aspects of […]