Oliver et alia. The confusion is my fault. As an inducement to get Dick to take this on, I had mailed him a few of these poems; and as was the case with the Wakefield, Dick commented on the mailed drafts, rather than those which appear on this site.
Although I am no Christian, I envy Richard the reservoir of serenity he possesses in the face of incertitude and corruptibility. In fact, he is probably my favorite Christian poet since Herbert, and that's saying a lot. It pleased me to no end that I could select from among our very best work, poems like these by Murray and Wakefield, poems which Dick and Charlee found deeply edifying.
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