On his death day, September 18th. Medallion of George MacDonald (1824-1905) in Huntly, Scotland When all is lost our love glows in the dark,And we’ll see so much better when we dareObey and keep our commentary spare.Why say, “I’m a worm!” you who are a lark?Up high he flew and called sweetly from thereWhere eyesContinueContinue reading “Ode to George MacDonald”
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Today, if you hear his voice 