Back in 2013, with a remnant of a cold, I read T. S. Eliot’s Ash Wednesday.
It’s interesting to go back to that post and see the comments. For example, Supertradmum is no longer with us. Say a prayer for the repose of her soul. There are names of some commentators we haven’t see around for a while.
forty years since i first read it and it has stuck with me like few other poems. the best paper i wrote in undergrad was on it.
“for what is done, not to be done again
may the judgement not be too heavy upon us”
Yes, and where is The Masked Chicken? Perhaps for some, a decade of the Bergoglian Papacy as well as the Draconian Covidian Measures have been too hard to bear and they have retreated to obscurity. I pray that all have fortitude.
Your comment struck a chord with me, Father. I still pray that Semper Gumby is doing well, and wonder where he is. God bless you, Father, and may He keep all of us healthy.