There's one more week to see Kevin Nance's photographs of St. James Cathedral at the cathedral (at Kyle's Gallery Place in St James Commons, 65 E. Huron, Chicago). The exhibit is aptly titled: "How Lovely is Thy Dwelling Place." You can also look at his work at the Andersonville Galleria, 5247 N. Clark, Chicago. Kevin Nance is a Chicago-based photographer, photojournalist, and freelance writer. His work appears in the Chicago Tribune, the … [Read more...]
Guest Post: Alfred Lichtenstein “Summer Freshness” and “Prayer before Battle”
Summer Freshness The sky is like a blue jellyfish. And all around are fields, rolling meadows - Peaceful world, you great mousetrap, Would that I might finally escape from you.. O if I had wings - One plays dice. Guzzles. Chatters about future countries. Each person puts in his own two cents. The earth is a succulent Sunday roast, Nicely dunked into a sweet sun-sauce. If only there were a wind... that ripped The gentle world with iron claws. That would … [Read more...]
Solace of the faithful
Hello, hello. Almost August—can you believe it? I know I am old because time is passing more quickly, and not just because it’s summer. When I published Solace in So Many Words I made a decision not to include work that was overtly religious. There were several reasons for that. But I know that God and religion and faith and prayer are all-important sources of solace for many people. So today’s posts reflect that. Laura Rodley’s poem "Meeting the Father" in the … [Read more...]
Glimpse of Solace: Kevin Nance, St. James Cathedral
Not my will but thine © Kevin Nance, 2014 Kevin Nance is a Chicago-based art photographer, photojournalist and freelance writer. His work appears in the Chicago Tribune, the Chicago-Sun-Times, the Washington Post, the Wall Street Journal, USA Today, Poets & Writers Magazine and other publications. You can follow him on Twitter at @kevinnance1 or visit his photo blog at kevinnance.tumblr.com. You can see an … [Read more...]
Guest Post: Laura Rodley “Meeting the Father”
Meeting the Father Sister Isabelle Rose has met the Father, sits swinging in a long roped swing descending from Heaven where mists rise like those over the Holyoke Bridge. She sits swinging, her body slim her hair light brown, curled, no glasses set upon her nose, happy to be held in God’s grace but not in his arms, just as she was in the convent when married to his son, Jesus Christ, swinging through the … [Read more...]
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