Author Archives: middlingpoet

About middlingpoet

From the Gawain poet to Rainer Maria Rilke: I love the English and German traditions of poetry.


I apologize for the lackadaisical posting of late.  My husband’s mother has recently passed away, and we are much occupied with logistical and familial affairs.  I’ll still be posting here (of course!), but more sporadically than usual, as everything gets … Continue reading

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The Cross Hath Won the Field

A good hymn for Ascension Sunday, no? *        *        *        *        * Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass, Ye bars of iron, yield, And let the King of Glory pass; The cross is in the field. That banner, … Continue reading

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Ascension Day

Leave me alone, and let me look Into that bright enticing blue: The floor of heaven, as if I knew What feet walk there, or what they do. We hear of four-faced Cherubim And spirits in the shape of wheels … Continue reading

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The sepulcher

Here, where our Lord once laid his head, Now the grave lies buriéd. ~ Richard Crashaw, 1613-1649

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An Easter Psalm

Psalm 45 Of the King of heavenly beauty I will sing an anthem rare: Lily of the Valley is he, Fairer than our flesh is fair. Where He is, the sweetness fully Of all graces gathers there. Gird Thyself with … Continue reading

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Resurrectus est

The Christians of the 11th century put it well: Christians, to the paschal victim Offer your thankful praises! A Lamb the sheep redeemeth: Christ, who only is sinless, Reconcileth sinners to the Father; Death and life have contended In that … Continue reading

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The Rood

I shook when that Man clasped me. I dared, still, not bow to earth, fall to earth’s fields, but had to stand fast. Rood was I reared. I lifted a mighty King, Lord of the heavens, dared not to bend. … Continue reading

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