What is lost when a Trappist monastery is sold to a tech billionaire?
Alex Karp, the CEO of Palantir, has purchased St. Benedict’s Monastery in the Elk Mountains, where a group of Trappist monks lived and worked for decades.
At vigil Mass on eve of 9/11, New York archbishop emphasizes healing and peace
The congregation at the memorial mass included former President Joe Biden, New York Gov. Kathy Hochul and New York City Mayor Zohran Mamdani.
‘Exalting’ the cross is weird. And we need to do it.
A Reflection for the Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, by Zac Davis
‘The Uprising’ review: Religion and politics, circa 1381
“The Uprising” is most effective as a tragedy about putting your faith in the wrong things.
Msgr. Roger Landry restricted from ministry during investigation into alleged misconduct
Msgr. Roger J. Landry has taken a temporary leave from his position as director of the Pontifical Mission Societies USA, following allegations he violated priestly conduct codes for two dioceses with which he is affiliated. The allegations do not involve minors.
As Lourdes covers up Rupnik mosaics, here’s where his trial stands
The first issue of Vatican Notebook: Like the mosaics at Lourdes, Rupnik’s trial has been hidden completely from view.
In Times That Trouble
The rain’s eluded us for seven years,The sky no longer swells with clouds. The beesRetreated to the north. Mesquite trees droppedNo pods, and lizards left their rocky homes.The mountains, though, stood firm. And so did I.Though wind might pound the dust against the roof,Though Palo Verde limbs might crash through walls,Though riverbeds might buckle, breaching wide,I will not murmur. No, I will hold true.Though searing sun might harden cotton bolls,Though corn silk shrivel and the kernel scorch,Though grapes in clusters parch to stone, and IHear talk of upheaval and war, I willbe still and know that He has set the…
The Highest Boughs
The gleams of rain that pool in withered leaves; The blackened lump of stone amid the ashes.
Review: Memory-keepers, death and grief in ‘Brother Epistles’
We think of letters as a two-way form of communication: They go to and fro in the world, from one writer to the reader, who becomes the writer of the next letter. But sometimes we write letters that are not returned in a traditional way. In Brother Epistles: A Sister’s Memoir, Shanda McManus does just this, constructing a memoir composed of letters to her deceased brother. Brother Epistles by Shanda McManus Split/Lip Press148p $18 These letters serve more for the writer than for the recipient, a young Black man who has passed away when they were written. They are a…
Review: Rebecca Gayle Howell revisits the Book of Genesis
Rebecca Gayle Howell’s project in ‘Erase Gensis’ seems to exist in the tradition of midrash—the shaping of Scripture in light of contemporary concerns and creative interpretation.
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