Monthly Archives: November 2014

Wednesday November 26       “. . . transform opposers into friends . . . “ No classes today so campus gets to decompress and let the buildings and infrastructure rest a bit.  Same with UDM employees.  I’m slipping … Continue reading →

Monday November 24 –As you conduct your wars, think of others . . .  (do not forget those who seek peace). I encountered Mahmoud Darwish this morning as I looked for a poet new to me, and perhaps to many of … Continue reading →

Friday November 21 “What disturbs and then nourishes has everything
 we need.” These blast days of wind and cold can wear even on a winter-lover like me. And when I hear, early today on NPR, that Buffalo’s 6+ feet of … Continue reading →

Wednesday November 19  — an old favorite poem   I was off to the airport at 6:00  and hustling when I got back to make coffee for today’s half-day retreat group  (great group! good conversations) and went non-stop from then … Continue reading →

Monday  November 17  “Watching you, I see how your face bears the signs of our time together” I stood in the pre-dawn dark looking out on the McNichols gate, watching early traffic.  But mostly, breathing in the first snow that … Continue reading →

Friday, November 14, 2014 I’ve never posted after work on Friday before.  But, just before heading over to our Faculty Achievement Annual Dinner, I read this account from Mary Jo McConahay, a reporter who came very early to the Jesuit … Continue reading →

Friday November 14 — “Sorrow’s springs are the same” It’s an aberration to many of my friends; I tell them that I cannot remember a single time in my life when falling snow did not lift my spirits and make … Continue reading →

Wednesday, November 12    “3 Feet in some places” Gerard Manley Hopkins, sj looked inside the death of summer and the coming of cold weather as sacred beauty, the play of God with the earth; the poet recognized the gaze … Continue reading →

A postscript to today’s post:  Veterans day in the UK where searing memories of The Great War (we call it World War I) remain part of the national identity. Poppies surrounding The Tower of London jssj

This morning’s post[s] stirred several compelling responses. Here they are: 1) One of our readers from the Law School wrote to ask why I had not included John McCrae’s flint-hard voice coming out of the brutal violences of World War … Continue reading →