Poem: Faith

Faith Reading the early history of the Christians Fails me Standing alone in a Siberian church Saved from Communism Holding icons from 300 years ago Fails me The contrition of the mighty The passion of the fallen The tongues of the chosen ones All fail me Stoic Marcus. Zen Basho. Modern masters. These mark a... Continue Reading →

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Another project of mine

As well as reading literature and history, writing poetry, prose and this blog, I also play games, or more specifically one large, epic game: World of Warcraft, I have restarted a project of mine that explore the cultural and historical worlds of this game. If you are interested, check it out over at my Allusions... Continue Reading →

Poem: Monday morning

Monday morning Three strikes on the snooze button Then unwilling, still dark within, I step out to stretch my stiff back and you tell me - time to wake up. This day I might return to bed; Other days I will trudge to work. But the self is the task today: Verse, rest, reflection, dreaming... Continue Reading →

Poem: The unwritten book

This morning I have been writing poetry, and so for a post today let me share one of my poems from my to-be-published Burning Archive collection.   The unwritten book Your secret will die with me, never-ending tome, without interrogation of your catechism. Together we conspire for a life of dull ease, Turning away from... Continue Reading →

The tragedy of the modern university

Jordan Peterson has proposed the creation of an alternative to the modern university that offers free or low-cost education rooted in the true traditions of the liberal humanities, stripped of their post-modern "indoctrination cults." I support this venture. I agree with Peterson's criticisms of the ideological possession of  the shouty professors, who are read by... Continue Reading →

A postscript on Utopia

Coincidentally - a word that tricks chance into being fate - I was reading this week Maria Popova's account of Wisława Szymborska's celebration of not knowing. Szymborska said, in her acceptance speech for the Nobel Prize, that it is from the humility of not knowing that inspiration comes - in any profession, not merely writing: "Inspiration... Continue Reading →

Bureaucratic utopianism

Bureaucracy is not meant to be Utopian. After all, is not bureaucracy the home of the conformist, the cynical realists, the domesticator of conflict, the administrator of dreams, the banality of evil? Karl Mannheim wrote in Ideology and Utopia: "The fundamental tendency of all bureaucratic thought is to turn all problems of politics into administration....... Continue Reading →

Poem: Losing my direction

This morning I have posted an old post that was caught in the wordpress software, and begged to be released, on the borderlands of madness. And a fast follow-up - this new poem on losing my direction. Losing my direction The mornings drift away now. Spikes in my hair no more. Seventeen seconds reminds me... Continue Reading →

Borderlands of madness

Demi-fous. Mazeland. Dazeland. Driftland. Incipient lunatics. Hysterics. Neurotics. Carriers of latent brain disease. Neurasthenia. Sufferers of high prevalence disorders. People with shattered nerves. Stressed out kittens. The traumatised. The burnt ones. Melancholics. The worried well. There are so many names designating those who prowl in the borderlands between madness and reason. Some of these names are... Continue Reading →

Renovating the Burning Archive

I have spent the morning renovating the Burning Archive. A new theme changes the look and will feature more posts on the landing page so that you can sample more of my writing. I have also added several pages that gather together the main categories of my writing. My poetry collections features links to the... Continue Reading →

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