Good dags, sweet evening, 🌙

Hahaha amazing

C.S. Lewis, Late Summer:

I love this poem by Li Yi. I did my best to get it right:

The new issue of 32poems is really loaded, and I'm grateful to be included. 💜🙏 This one's for my sister...

The Weez shreddin the pitch

Picked up my bro at the airport—his reaction at seeing me vs his reaction at seeing he had to share the car with a squat rack

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Never forget.

💔

Pranked my brother last night by moving all the weights in his garage to the 3rd floor while he was gone on vacation —a thousand lbs or so, plus the dumbbell rack

“Two owls with awls for eyes                             look through the leather dark. Wise, we say. And so they are,               shrewd masters of their barn, great misers of the moon…” Josiah Cox’s prizewinning poem “Two Owls” in First Things firstthings.com/article/2024/1…

“Late light cut through by green shades In patterns like a roulette wheel. Dark nears. Now, by exposed roots, I glimpse rusted shears Half-buried in the mulch, the separate blades Like hands of a stopped clock” Ryan Wilson, Gather Ye firstthings.com/article/2024/1… First Things

Which in turn always reminds me of a line from Donald Justice’s “Thinking about the Past”—“O marvellous early cigarettes! O bitter smoke, Benton!”

Oh my days poor Toffees

Our new tradition: Chelsea reads me a Father Charles poem once we cross over into our daughter’s namesake Virginia

The Virginian! Featuring the back of Listie’s head