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[6-16-2009 Update Insert: Most of what is in this space is now moot. I found out what I was doing wrong and have reinstated Archives and Labels searches. They do work. However, in certain cases you may prefer Labels to Archives. Example: 1976 Today begins in November of 2006 and concludes in December of 2006, but there are other related posts in other months. Note: Labels only shows 20 posts at a time. There are 21 hubs, making 21 (which is for 1976 Today) an older hub.] ********************************* to my online poems and song lyrics using Archives. Use hubs for finding archival locations but do not link through them. Originally an AOL Journal, where the archive system was nothing like the system here, this blog was migrated from there to here in October of 2008. Today (Memorial/Veteran's Day, May 25, 2009) I discovered a glitch when trying to use a Blogger archive. Now, it may be template-related, but I am unable to return to S M or to the dashboard once I am in the Archives. Therefore, I've decided on this approach: a month-by-month post guide. The sw you see in the codes here stood for Salchert's Weblog when I began it in November of 2006. It later became Sprintedon Hollow. AOL provided what were called entry numbers, but they weren't consistent, and they didn't begin at the first cardinal number. That is why the numbers after "sw" came to be part of a post's code. ************** Here then is the month-by-month post guide: *2006* November: 00001 through 00046 - December: 00047 through 00056 -- *2007* January: 00057 through 00137 - February: 00138 through 00241 - March: 00242 through 00295 - April: 00296 through 00356 - May: 00357 through 00437 - June: 00438 through 00527 - July: 00528 though 00550 - August: 00551 through 00610 - September: 00611 through 00625 - October: 00626 through 00657 - November: 00658 through 00729 - December: 00730 through 00762 -- *2008* January: 00763 through 00791 - February: 00792 through 00826 - March: 00827 through 00849 - April: 00850 through 00872 - May: 00873 through 00907 - June: 00908 through 00931 - July: 00932 through 00955 - August: 00956 through 00993 - September 00994 through 01005 - October: 01006 through 01007 - November: 01008 through 01011 - December: 01012 through 01014 -- *2009* January: 01015 through 01021 - February: 01022 through 01028 - March: 01029 through 01033 - April: 01034 through 01036 - May: 01037 through 01044 - ******************************************************* 1976 Today: 2006/11 and 2006/12 -- Rooted Sky 2007: 2007/01/00063rsc -- Postures 2007: 2007/01/sw00137pc -- Sets: 2007/02/sw00215sgc -- Venturings: 2007/03/00216vc -- The Undulant Trees: 2007/03/00266utc -- This Day's Poem: 2007/03/00267tdpc -- Autobio: 2007/04/sw00316ac -- Fond du Lac: 2007/04/00339fdl -- Justan Tamarind: 2007/05/sw00366jtc -- Prayers in December: 2007/05/sw00393pindc -- June 2007: 2007/06/sw00440junec -- Seminary: 2007/07/sw00533semc -- Scatterings: 2008/08/00958sc ** Song Lyrics: 2008/02/sw00797slc ********** 2009-06-02: Have set S M to show 200 posts per page. Unfortunately, you will need to scroll to nearly the bottom of a page to get to the next older/newer page.


Friday, February 8, 2008


Seminary On the Feast of Saint Agnes The dawn arose enrobed in ruby-red; Above the winter scene her mantle spread. Relentless as undaunted forest flames This glowing garb of dawn exclaims Her youthful joy more racily Today than when it first burned readily As if to char that purity of day Which stood with uncontested sway O'er frozen mounds of clayey earth That yet lay hard beneath that hearth Of awing love, the mystic Orient Wherein a new Aurora wisely spent Herself, while frozen earth and barren trees And heavy clouds looked on. From there, inanimates of dead despair, No praising but their stoic presence there. Alone, this humble dawn did dare arise To day which never end espies, But for the sun which was her life And came to strengthen her in strife Of nature born as would consume itself, Like giant fires that soon become an elf Of light. So, strong, she stood amid the blaze Ascending round; her heart did raise, Another dawn, partaking full Of that same heat which would to heaven pull Both dawn and heart. Appearing then apart, Although warm glowed the Father's art To prove it otherwise, this dawn Proceeding heavenward was drawn By Yahweh's stalwart sun to strive to melt The ice within the ground but found it felt No heat, whatever its intensity, But rather that proximity Of such resplendent beauty froze The more the frozen earth, for Satan chose To harden it with his Dantean berg. The barren trees, their web-like hands Outstretched to break the rolling lands' Horizons, bent aback the flow Of rufous hues on dawning's robe to show Indignant hate and pride that did abide Within these knotty nets wherein would hide Decay. The heavy clouds hung high As yet, reflecting, 'cross the sky A glory that could never die, though death They willed this dawn to meet. Her final breath She'd soon complete when down would run Those leopard clouds, eclipse her Sun Towards whom she fled, and watch dawn die Till time no more its rhythm could sustain And all was naught but that which felt of pain. Enduring all, Saint Agnes, all did gain. Jan. 20, 1962 Brian Salchert, N.S.J. - Brian A. J. Salchert

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