Rugged Winter 2025
Welcome to the winter issue of Bishop Dunne’s literary arts magazine. This year marks the 14th year of Rugged. This issue contains many creative works from the Bishop Dunne community and from other sources.
These include the award-winning photographs of junior Ari Buck, drawings and paintings by several talented AP art students, and a snow day poem by Dr. Jason Walker. Other well-known poems, available in the public domain, are included as a complement to the artwork.
Photograph by Ari Buck
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Painting by Alandra Barfield
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Painting by Alandra Barfield
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Artwork by Mariah Moreno
A Snow Day in Two Houses
Poem by Dr.
Jason Walker
Everyone’s excited when they hear the words “snow day.”
They jump and run and laugh and smile and shout “Hip, hip, hooray!”
No school, no work, no loud alarms; No “crap, I’m running late.”
No traffic jams, no “I’ll be damn(s)”
No jerks to steal my place.
Just comfort food, oh what a mood
There’s a Netflix binge on tap.
An all day long pajama-thon
And, oh that midday nap!
But me, I am not happy when fall the flakes of white.
I curse the cold and snort and scold when comes the early night.
No sun, no warmth, no skies of blue; No “what a beautiful day!”
No eggs, no milk, no loaves of bread
No deliv’ry trucks on the way.
My TVs blank, my computer tanked
My heater’s on the fritz.
Why people like the snow, I’ll never know.
To me it’s just the pits!
Dr. Jason Walker teaches AP English IV, English IV, and English II at Bishop Dunne Catholic School. Dr. Walker is also a scholar of Flannery O’Connor and Southern Gothic literature.
Photograph by Ari Buck
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Painting by Ellie Di Le
Pied Beauty
Poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Glory be to God for dappled things –
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings; Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough; And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him.
Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889) was a Jesuit priest who was also a poet. Hopkins was born near what is now London, England. He began writing poetry in his teens. While studying classics at Oxford, he wrote many poems and became friends with the poet Robert Bridges. In 1866, he converted to Roman Catholicism and two years later felt called to become a Jesuit priest. He had destroyed much of his early writing on conversion, but his vocation greatly influenced his later writing. This poem is in the public domain.
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
Poem by W.B. Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee; And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
W.B. Yeats (1865-1939) was an Irish poet who was greatly interested in the folklore and legends of his home country. The English poets Wordsworth, Keats, and Blake influenced his earlier work, but he became more interested in Irish nationalism in later years. This poem, written in 1888 and published in 1890, is in the public domain.
Painting by Jackson Cummings
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[Hope is the thing with feathers]
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) spent her whole life in Amherst, Massachusetts, living most of that time in the house where she was born. She wrote short poems on scraps of paper, in letters, and on the backs of envelopes, sharing them only with close friends. Her sister collected them after Emily died, and they were first published in 1890. This poem is in the public domain.
Poem by Emily Dickinson
Photography by Ari Buck
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Mission Statement
Bishop Dunne Catholic School empowers each student to explore, inquire, lead, and serve through a college preparatory education in a joyful community of faith.
Bishop Dunne Library: A Message from the Librarian
The Bishop Dunne Library is a place for students to explore and discover the joys of reading, as well as a place to learn the skills to navigate a constantly changing, technologically sophisticated environment.
My mission as the librarian is to help students become lifelong learners, equipped with the tools to navigate, evaluate, analyze, and understand the information they will encounter throughout their lives.
Rugged is a platform for students to share their creative work. Like many of the books that are available
to students in the library, these works may not be directly connected to a class; they may be an exploration beyond the classroom. But learning is not confined to the school walls. Reading, writing, and creating are joyful enterprises that we encourage in every part of our students’ lives.
I hope you enjoy Rugged
Melanie M. Gibson School Librarian Editor of Rugged
Magnifying glass by Mariah Moreno
