Imagination

Eugene Peterson asserts in his book, Under the Unpredictable Plant, that imagination has been destroyed in America. Peterson says it best himself, “A major and too-little remarked evil in our time is the systematic degradation of the imagination. The imagination is chief glories of the human. When it is healthy and energetic, it ushers us into adoration and … Continue reading Imagination

Mountain

Below the photograph is a poem that I wrote recently. I have struggled to put a title on the poem because I have not found one that aptly fits the image and idea I am trying to convey.  I have titled it “The Mountain” because I cannot think of anything more appropriate for the poem … Continue reading Mountain

Northland

“Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway. The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean toward each other, black and ominous, in the fading light. A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without … Continue reading Northland