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This site contains CWNY’s works from 3/3/12 through 7/31/21, when CWNY ceased writing, as noted by his family in The Minstrel Sleeps. To download a pdf of all posts from this time period, go to About this site. (You may also download individual posts and pages, using a plugin we’ve made available.)
Please note that this site includes all posts from his previously de-platformed blog, which were completely restored as of 6/10/22. Should you wish to view only those restored posts, use the category link: Older posts (pre-April 2019).
For CWNY’s writing from 5/25/06 to 2/25/12, visit his older blog, still available here.
More content on this site is also available on the Remembrances page, which includes his final, albeit unfinished, Christmas story, and To His Readers (4/21/19), which he posted after his return from being deplatformed.
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Archives
Monthly Archives: October 2015
A Sentimental Attachment
And yet, my friends, there are people who say that all this sort of talk is “sentiment;” that what we want to do is to “come down to cotton and corn and pork;” buying and selling, negotiating your bank exchange; … Continue reading
Breaking Free of the Pagan Wheel of Fire
You do me wrong to take me out o’ th’ graveThou art a soul in bliss; but I am boundUpon a wheel of fire, that mine own tearsDo scald like molten lead. –King Lear _____ And the angel answered and … Continue reading
When Babylon Is Dust
“Why!” exclaimed Peter. “It’s England. And that’s the house itself—Professor Kirk’s old home in the country where all our adventures began!” “I thought that house had been destroyed,” said Edmund. “So it was,” said the Faun. “But you are now … Continue reading
The One Great Truth
Nothing can be conceived more hard than the heart of a thoroughbred metaphysician. –Burke _____ Squeers caught the boy firmly in his grip; one desperate cut had fallen on his body—he was wincing from the lash and uttering a scream … Continue reading
Like to a Tenement or a Pelting Farm
This blessed plot, this earth,this realm, this England,This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings,Fear’d by their breed and famous by their birth,Renowned for their deeds as far from home,For Christian service and true chivalry,As is the sepulchre in stubborn … Continue reading