The Thinking Poet

 

Transfiguration

Emily: "Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? every, every minute?"

Stage manager: "No. The saints and poets, maybe they do some."

From "Our Town" by Thornton Wilder

 

The mind cannot conceive a way,

Neither can comparisons portray.

But if I thought it possible a little to succeed

I would write a thousand foolish things

That one might seed and stay.

St. Theresa : paraphrased from "The Interior Castle"

 

Peter, on the mountain,

Transfiguration blinded,

Was moved in his simplicity

To raise up tabernacles to the sight.

We all would seek a way to stay delight.

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R.R.Cretchley