<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"><title>PJ Media</title><link>https://pjmedia.com/richardfernandez/2009/05/15/the-living-poets-society/feed/</link><description>PJ Media is a leading news site covering culture, politics, faith, homeland security, and more. Our reporters and columnists provide original, in-depth analysis from a variety of perspectives.</description><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2026 08:17:51 -0400</lastBuildDate><item><title>The Living Poets society</title><description>&lt;![CDATA[Readers, and not just Walt, occasionally send verse. One commenter who works in the biological field sends these lines, which he had written earlier but were recalled by the post A Trip To Durban. They are after the Read More.  I think that man&amp;#8217;s search for the numinous is not always, nor even largely about a desire for an afterlife; for many that will come if it will. Their search for the holy is fundamentally a quest for love; and more than that, for play. The reader catches that in these lines where the vast distances between the stars are not terrifying voids but playgrounds in which the spheres sing their lullabys.]]&gt;</description><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 16:33:51 -0400</pubDate><creator xmlns="dc">&lt;![CDATA[Richard Fernandez]]&gt;</creator><enclosure url="" type="image/jpeg" length="123" /><link>https://pjmedia.com/richard-fernandez/2009/05/15/the-living-poets-society-n188206</link></item></channel></rss>