Born on this day September 27, 1729, Michael Denis, a Jesuit priest, renowned poet, and esteemed bibliographer, was an individual of exceptional talent and versatility. He possessed the unique ability to combine his divergent interests into a harmonious body of work that has been celebrated for its depth and breadth. His extensive array of writing includes theological treatises, poetry, and scientific studies, particularly in the field of Lepidoptera.
Denis’s work as a Jesuit is marked by an unyielding intellectual curiosity which he applied to his religious studies as well as to his secular interests. This is evident in his comprehensive documentation of more than 200 species of Lepidoptera, a group that includes butterflies and moths. His meticulous observations and records were a significant contribution to entomology, and they remain a valuable resource for modern researchers.
However, Denis’s writings were not limited to the scientific realm; he was also an acclaimed poet. His poetry is characterized by its profound spiritual depth, drawing heavily from his Jesuit background. He skillfully wove together religious themes with elements of nature, demonstrating his ability to merge his diverse interests into a singular body of work. Through his poetry, he explored complex theological concepts with striking clarity and eloquence.
As a bibliographer, Denis’s work was equally impressive. He compiled extensive bibliographies that were crucial in understanding the literary culture of his time. His precision and thoroughness in this role further show the breadth of his intellectual pursuits.
Michael Denis holds a unique place in history due to his versatile contributions as a Jesuit priest, poet, and bibliographer. His works encompass a wide range of disciplines from theology to science and literature, reflecting the exceptional depth and breadth of his intellectual abilities. His study of Lepidoptera showcases the perfect blend of scientific precision and poetic sensibility that marked his oeuvre.
how else would we get through the night
ghosts can hold you in your dreams
those voices you hear on a windy street
the reflection on a store window
when no one is passing by
we all see them, hear them, ignore them
we are tired, distracted
but when did you think they’d appear
our ghosts know when we need them most
I hear dead poet friends
reading their dead poems
see my mother in every
Judy Garland movie
It is the same for you all
they watch over us
while we sleep
how else
would we get through
the night
-Michael Denis
Curated by Jennifer
