Lethargic IITian
Musings of a 20-something lethargic IITian on India and Catholicism.

Thursday, January 09, 2003  

Frost Poem of the Day

6. Stars

HOW countlessly they congregate
O’er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!—

As if with keenness for our fate, 5
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,—

And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white 10
Minerva’s snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.

(From A Boy's Will, 1915)

posted by Kensy | 8:29 PM
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Hinduism as a religion
Pederasty and the American Church
Caste in Indian Christianity
Syro-Malabar engagements
Syro-Malabar weddings
Divine Retreat Centre
Varsha Bhosle and Ideological Relativism
Anti-Conversion Ordinance and the Church stance
Self-Righteous Rightism
The Hindutva Attack on St. Francis Xavier
Varsha Bhosle and the Church (U-turn)
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