A Poet's Journal: November 1st, 2013

November 1st, 2013

On this, the day of souls, I was lead by an unknown urge to take up Taylor's Holy Dying, and enamored by the purity of style and expansive learning, I have yet been able to put it down.  Only yesterday had I started an article on the Algonquin Feast of the Dead, and it is with the greatest pleasure that everything since has been enveloped by the stillness of thought.  Eternal glory and eternal doom and the run of faith have all but instilled themselves in the habit of mind, and it is with difficulty that we find ourselves upsetting them in merely going about our daily lives.

Douglas Thornton