THE POET'S QUARRY

      Excerpt from the poem "Each and All"

 ...   Dear, honored bookcase, I salute thy existence, which for over one hundred years has served the glorious ideals of goodness and justi...

 ... That thou in loosing me, shall win much glory, And I by this will be a gainer too, For bending all my loving thoughts on thee, The inju...

It is at last any morning not answering to a name I wake before there is light hearing once more that same  music without repetition or begi...

Allora il SIGNORE dal seno della tempesta disse:    Chi e costui che oscura i miei disegni con parole prive di senno? Cingiti i fianchi com...

  Padre Clementissime, nelle Tue mani  rimetto  il mio spirito.