Durandus on the Twenty-Third Sunday after Pentecost
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In his great liturgical commentary, the Rationale Divinorum Officiorum,
William Durandus follows the missal used in his episcopal see, the city of
Mende in...
5 hours ago
There is a sense of safety and security in the hidebound, but I recently rediscovered this little rhyme by Walter De la Mar (1873-1956). Maybe you recognize it.
ReplyDeleteAll But Blind
All but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four-clawed mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky,
The hooded bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day,
The barn-owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So blind to someone
I must be.