The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning
Stir up, we beseech thee, O Lord, the wills of thy faithful people; that they, plenteously bringing forth the fruit…
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty, and…
Night Growing Late Night Growing Late Sound of charcoal broken on charcoal Oh this hectic world Three whole days unseen…