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Mercer County, Pennsylvania (July 2015) It’s funny: this scene by a pond, suffused with golden brilliance, wasn’t silent but full of cricket and cicada…
Read MoreMercer County, Pennsylvania (July 2015) It’s funny: this scene by a pond, suffused with golden brilliance, wasn’t silent but full of cricket and cicada…
Read MoreSoon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase…
Read MoreEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Kathryn T. Jones recalls stories from her…
Read MoreHe said, “Go out and stand on the mountain before the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.” Now there was a…
Read MoreIf it hadn’t been for a dog that refused to sleep in the house, I might have never given the stars a second glance….
Read MoreWords stand between silence and silence: between the silence of things and the silence of our own being. Between the silence of the world…
Read Morei. I silence sun only in the desert seams increase the difference degrees between night and day horizons shrivel squinting oasis our symbols sand…
Read MoreThe true contemplative is not one who prepares his mind for a particular message that he wants or expects to hear, but is one…
Read MoreThis essay was previously published in the Summer 2001 Abbey Letter, no. 206 (Saint Gregory’s Abbey, Three Rivers, Michigan). Shortly after I joined the…
Read MoreAnd the road is coming to its end Now the damned have no time to make amends No purse of token fortune stands in…
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