Poem of the Week: The Coliseum

The ColiseumType of the antique Rome! Rich reliquary Of lofty contemplation left to Time By buried centuries of pomp and power! At length—at length—after so many days Of weary pilgrimage and burning thirst (Thirst for the springs of lore that in thee lie), I kneel, an altered and an humble man, Amid thy shadows, and…

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Isolation and the Old Spirits

Recent weeks have brought with them some fascinating reflections on the notion of disenchantment. Poe's "Sonnet—To Science," a poem I recently shared, laments the inevitable banishment of magic from the natural world at the hands of Science; then there's this excellent piece by Derek Rishmawy, in which he questions the disenchanted narrative a bit. Along similar lines,…