The inner hunger

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 08/18/2018

At breakfast this morning, “Litany,” a poem by Billy Collins, flashed into my mind. Collins begins with these lines by the Belgian poet Jacques Crickillon: You are the bread and the knife, The crystal goblet and the…

Hail, Mozart

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 08/11/2018

Feeling like enjoying a bit of Mozart one morning, I played his Ave Verum Corpus, a motet, or short choral piece, the version sung by the Westminster Cathedral Choir. Pope Innocent VI, who lived in the 13th…

Fed by wounded hands

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 08/04/2018

I was strapped for cash one day and hanging out in a mall, waiting for the wife who I hoped would have brought some funds, when a friend came and asked me to join him for coffee.…

The ghost of a wedding in Tintoretto’s art

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 07/28/2018

Among the better known works of the 16th-century Venetian artist Jacopo Tintoretto we should include an oil painting, “The Miracle of the Loaves and Fishes,” which now hangs in the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York…

The book of our going

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 07/14/2018

Three days ago, the wife and I went to a book sale offering big discounts on over a million volumes. We went straight to the literature section, hoping to find a number of surprises. We saw none,…

The seed

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 06/16/2018

While we sleep the world turns — life’s mechanisms keep pulsing and growth continues to gain ground. It seems that nothing can stop the overall advance towards fulfillment, ripeness. Jesus compares this to the kingdom of God.…

Ball game

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 06/09/2018

The cab arrived within two minutes. Knowing the length of time I usually waited for a ride, I considered myself blessed. Even so, the driver apologized, saying that the live radio broadcast of the NBA finals had…

June

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 06/02/2018

And so it’s June, the first day. Just two days before, the wife and I drove thirty kilometers south to a little house. We took with us four large pots of white bougainvillea, one of them with…

Let’s go fly a kite

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 05/26/2018

Traveling through the countryside affords the wife and me sights that draw us back to childhood. Lately, when our car crawled up a hill and unveiled a generous view of the sky, we spotted three kites. They…

The dance

Simeon Dumdum Jr. 05/19/2018

Caedmon is the first English poet that we know by name. He lived in the seventh century and worked in a monastery as caretaker of animals. He could not read or write, and because he did not…

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