Approaching 3000!

That's right ... our page has had nearly 3000 views!  Thanks to all our readers and our authors and staff, too.  We're busy working on our anniversary issue, due in June.  Watch for our new survey coming soon, too!

In the meantime, in honor of Holy Week, and Palm Sunday in particular, we'll post this well-known poem of G.K. Chesterton:

The Donkey

When fishes flew and forests walked

And figs grew upon thorn,

Some moment when the moon was blood

Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening cry

And ears like errant wings,

The devil's walking parody

On all four- footed things.

The tatter'd outlaw of the earth

Of ancient crooked will

Starve, scourge, deride me, I am dumb

I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;

One far fierce hour and sweet:

There was a shout about my ears,

And palms before my feet.