Friday Links
April 26, 2024
Our Lady of Good Counsel by Pasquale Sarullo
“My Peace I Give You” from the Poor Clares of Arundal
Poems Ancient and Modern on South Dakota public radio
Mark Bauerlein: The Carthusians of Vermont
Seth Wieck on how books find us
LuElla D’Amico reviews Fragile Objects by Katy Carl
“My Peace I Give You” from the Poor Clares of Arundal
Take a listen to this lovely hymn from the Poor Clares.
Poems Ancient and Modern on South Dakota Public "Radio
If you skip ahead to 21:48, you’ll get to hear the wonderful Sally Thomas and Joseph Bottum chat about poetry.
Mark Bauerlein: The Carthusians of Vermont
It is, indeed, silent here—no traffic noise, no voices in the hallway. Snow blankets the mountainsides today. The only sound I hear outside the room during our first interview, which lasts three hours, is a bell at the end calling us to Vespers. While we speak in a reception parlor just inside the gate, the rest of the fathers are in their cells praying. The Carthusian brothers may have work assignments at that hour of the day—cooking, cleaning, repairing—but they finish them in silence, then return to pray in their own cells.
You could read this while drinking an Irish Jig: in a cocktail shaker, muddle 3/4 oz of fresh lemon juice with several lemon basil leaves (regular basil also works), add 3/4 oz yellow or green chartreuse and 1.5 oz Jameson Black Barrel, if you’ve got it. Add ice, shake, pour over a strainer, garnish with a basil leaf, and enjoy.
Seth Wieck on how books find us
Here’s a speech that Seth Wieck gave the Friends of the Cornette Library about the providence that is in all things, even in the books that find us.
LuElla D’Amico reviews Fragile Objects by Katy Carl
I like O’Connor. I respect her. Yet I can say without equivocation that I love Katy Carl’s writing.
Some readers may be aghast, and, yes, this might reveal more about me than it does Carl. However, I think it says more about the latter. Carl is restoring and reviving O’Connor’s type of writing to modern Catholic sensibilities. Like O’Connor’s characters, Carl’s have chances for redemption and grace. And sometimes they even get that grace in the here and now. This, too, is the beauty of life that good fiction captures.
