The Word

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and God was the Word.

In the beginning the Word was with God. All things came to be by God; and without God nothing came to be. In God was life; and life was the light of humanity. And the light shone in darkness; but the darkness did not grasp it.

Jesus was in the world, and the world came to being through him, yet the world did not know him. As many as received him, he gave them power to become the Children of God. These are born not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of the human, but of God.


The Word became flesh and lived among us,
(And we have seen his glory,
The glory as of an only child,)
Full of grace and truth.

Liturgy and Meaning

“Music rots when it gets too far from the dance,”
said Ezra Pound, ABC of Reading,
“Poetry atrophies when it gets too far from music.“

And liturgy? Leitourgia, service to the people?
What of the rites performed for the people?

Too far from music? Too far from dance?
Atrophied, the poetry rootless,
wandered so far from music?

Music, movement, poetry,
The roots grown back
to the old, old rites,
to the tying we people again
back to cause, to the service.


“Cassandra, your eyes are like tigers,
with no word written in them
You also have I carried to nowhere

to an ill house and there is
no end to the journey”