I was combing through Barbies, Lego sets, and the latest versions of Monopoly in search of something to give my two-year old for Christmas. Nothing particularly excited me, and there was nothing I could think of that he actually needed. My limited parenting experience told me he would get more entertainment out of the box and wrapping paper than the actual item anyway. But it seemed bad form simply not to buy my child a Christmas gift. So there I stood.
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“Forces”
Original poetry from Veritas Journal.
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The Flowers of St. Francis (Book and Film Recommendation)
In the midst of the great crisis of truth that followed the World Wars, Rossellini’s films suggest that there is no more true character than someone playing himself.
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Veritas Journal Now Accepting Poetry and Works of Short Fiction
Veritas Journal is pleased to announce that we are now accepting poetry and short works of fiction for occasional publication.
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Happy Thanksgiving from Veritas Journal
Only the empty nests are left behind / And pipings of the quail among the sheaves.
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Zombies on Your Mind?
Just what is consciousness and how does it work? What does it mean that I am aware? That I am aware of myself? Does it arise entirely from the brain? Is it a function of a soul? Are other animals conscious? How would we know? Does individual consciousness survive beyond death? And what about ... zombies?
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Backward Miracle
Every once in a while, we need prose, not poetry, says the poet. We need just the vessel with the wine and nothing more. We need a single loaf and the single fish and that is all.
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On Nursery Rhymes, New Organs and Human Happiness
Articles of note from month of October
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Featured Artist: Leah Damgaard-Hansen
Feeling intensely uprooted at a young age made me realize that to keep a coherent sense of self I was going to have to take root in something other than a cultural or linguistic identity. This is of course no finished project but something I am continually engaged in, including in my creative practice. I think primarily in terms of creating worlds.
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Not Many Wise, Not Many Noble
Inside the ‘museum’ was a pile of artifacts — four-hundred-year-old Bibles, sacred heart pictures, a reproduction of the shroud of Turin, old motorcycles, more dinosaurs, and a neon sign that read: “Jesus Saves.”
