Aristotle, modern statue in the park of Stagira, Greece‘Logos, Rising’ by Michael Witcoff The Society September 15, 2020 Beauty, Culture, Deconstructing Communism, Poetry 3 Comments When Logos lived within the heart of man, Then beauty bloomed and flowered forth at will— And every house was built upon a plan; Order’s essence, captured and distilled. Then Lucifer, in all his hate and pride On gazing at the beauty of the saints— To numb the pain and rage he felt inside, Unleashed his darkness down without restraint. He offered apples to his favored slaves, The Darwins and the Newtons and the Humes; They poisoned all the wells of holy grace, And left mankind—by all our sins—consumed. O Logos, rise and save the race of men; O shine Your holy light on us again! Michael Witcoff is an Orthodox Christian and Oblate of St. Benedict. He is a best-selling author from Chicago, Illinois. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to mbryant@classicalpoets.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 3 Responses Leo Zoutewelle September 15, 2020 the strength and forthrightness of your poem are encouraging! Thank you. Reply Julian D. Woodruff September 15, 2020 “… God said, ‘Let Newton be,’ and all was light.” Oh, really, “all was light”? Methinks, not quite. Reply Sally Cook September 15, 2020 heartfelt and wondrous prayer. If only ! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Leo Zoutewelle September 15, 2020 the strength and forthrightness of your poem are encouraging! Thank you. Reply
Julian D. Woodruff September 15, 2020 “… God said, ‘Let Newton be,’ and all was light.” Oh, really, “all was light”? Methinks, not quite. Reply