All Posts By: Byron McCoy
MOVING ON
I don’t like Hemingway like I used to. I don’t like his absorption in past problems, his superficial love, his false manliness. It is an air that impresses those still searching for self—because it is their story—but there comes a point when one must move on in life and literature. Still, I thought […]
MORNING SONGS
I rise to spring sounds of birds singing airy notes from black branches silhouetted before a navy sky. The world is not light, but it is less dark. The sounds seem as if coming from the depths of a wooded forest, but it is only a few trees in the yard and hedgerows in […]
AN ANSWER
I don’t know how one can view a sunrise over a natural world and not believe in a Higher Power. Maybe we don’t call It God (though I do), but Something exists to give order to all that cannot be explained without faith. If we are to believe our present scientific theorem—that the […]
A BRIGHTER WORLD
Maybe I’m a fool, but doesn’t it sometimes take a fool to believe a better reality; and if a fool lives this better vision outright, can he not guide others into his belief? I’ve lived in the portrayed presence of our Today. I don’t buy its darkness anymore. I’ve discovered something more. It is […]
SIMPLY KNOWING YOU
Everyone matters. We all have good to give. Recognize it. Share it. Help good grow.
A WEEK LATE
“The Lord is my Shepherd, there is nothing I shall want.” That was last week’s responsorial psalm. I don’t know how many times I’ve said it in my life, recited these words without thought—hundreds I would guess—but this time was different. Without Mass as a worshipping body, I read the words from a Missal. […]