I am thrilled that the Orthodox Agrarian is blogging again at St. George’s Farm. He has a recent post on poetic education and the wonderful humanities program that once existed at the University of Kansas. The following is a taste of St. George’s Farm Blog.
“James Taylor in Poetic Education devotes one his chapters to a description of the infamous Integrated Humanities Program at the University of Kansas. Taylor elucidates very nicely the details of the program and gives the reader some insight into the personalities behind the program, particularly John Senior, the man directly responsible for the conversion of many, many students to Roman Catholicism and indirectly responsible for the foundation of Clear Creek Monastery in Tulsa, OK. I have written elsewhere about the virtues of IHP: but in this post, I want to sketch out the profound influence Europe, Europe as Christendom, has had on my own imagination. The IHP provides an excellent starting point; Taylor writes:
It was never the plan of the IHP to simply teach the books of Western culture, but rather to discover the roots of that culture and give, to the extent possible, the actual experience of that civilization. Therefore, in the first years of the program, the IHP traveled to Europe for a complete semester, once in 1976 to Ireland in following years for between-semester tours to Greece, Spain, and Italy, where the professors and their one hundred or more students continued to read and talk about the books of the West. Now they could walk together on the roads and bridges built by Caesar, sail on the waters that Brought Odysseus back from Troy, see medieval castles and monasteries, sit in humble Irish taverns and listen to the stories of sheep herders, sailors, and a town drunk of two.
With the direct experience of a still-visible traditional Western culture, so clearly connected with the details in the classic literature being read, the teachers of the IHP achieved one of the main goals of the program, to integrate experience for the students and to allow them to see that experience, remote or direct, had meaning, and that there was a thing called “the Western experience” that was really a part of a larger experience of the world to which they rightfully belonged. There, near the monasteries and cathedrals, the villages and colorful vibrant cities, the castles, the cottages, the winding roads, the vineyards, the large pastoral landscapes of rural life, was evidence that there had been and still was to an extent, a civilization that had kept and valued as its foundation the poetic sense of life.”-On the Importance of Sight-Seeing in Europe

The last book I read last semester was