Editors Note: Timothy Murphy, one of America’s finest lyric poets and a Catholic convert, died on June 30, 2018 in his home in Fargo, North
Timothy Murphy figures he writes only a handful of “major poems” each year, those out of the three hundred pages he’s been producing each of
Skipper and Mate Hawk Channel, we sailed it last night in dream borne on the salt flow of the slow Gulf Stream. The scene
I came to this church forty years ago. A young American, I was lusty for churchy antiquity. The musty hymn books, worn pews and tiny
— for Olivia Wendy knew she couldn’t stay No matter what the Pan decreed. She saw the work behind the play, Was wiser to the
