In the last couple of days, I've often had the Duruflé requiem wandering through my head; it's a very poignant meditation, at times nearly frantic, on the ancient chant setting one can find (e.g.) in the Solesmes Kyriale.
Just half an hour ago I learned that the first priest I really got to know has died. He was a quiet, pensive fellow. I wouldn't say he was a scholar, but he certainly appreciated scholarship; and I can't recall anything he said that I should now say was heretical, which is more than can be said of all-too-many living priests! Anyway, maybe that's why.
Sancte Ioanne, Sancte Ioanne Paule, orate pro eo.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
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