The Parrot on Fault-lines

This stanza was written on the day the Labour Party’s National Executive decided to support a second referendum on Brexit – but only in particular circumstances, all unlikely. Jez and a sufficient number of his adherents were clearly still keen on being seen to be “honouring” the result of the… Continue reading The Parrot on Fault-lines

Still the Parrot Paces

In the third stanza of “Speak, Parrot” by John Skelton, you’ll find these lines : “With my bekė bent, my little wanton eye,/ My feathers fresh as is the emerald green,/About my neck a circulet like the rich ruby,/ my little leggės, my feet both feat and clean,/ I… Continue reading Still the Parrot Paces

The Parrot Shakes Again

Parrot has another go at making sense of what is happening in the world that swirls and shudders around his cage. This time he makes use of a few religious images… Continue reading The Parrot Shakes Again

The Parrot Shakes the Bars

Instead of “shakes the bars” the author might just as well have written “wracks his brains” – a more conventional image, though equally physical a description. But since the parrot lives in a cage, it seemed fitting that he should do some violence to that, instead of to himself. … Continue reading The Parrot Shakes the Bars

The Parrot Advises on Leadership

This stanza offers some general thoughts on leadership and the part it plays – or fails to play. But it is also based on the specific image of the UK House of Commons, in which the Party of Government and the Party of Opposition face one another across the aisle… Continue reading The Parrot Advises on Leadership

The Parrot on the Quality of Clay

The key-word here seemed to be “constructions.” We construct so much – thoughts, arguments, theories and views, no less than buildings, machines, policies, laws and stories…

Yet do we pause and check very carefully the materials used for those constructions ? Are they sound ? Are the foundations on which… Continue reading The Parrot on the Quality of Clay

The Bird of Paradise Takes Another Look

There was a strange pause in Brexit proceedings at around the time this stanza was written. May asked the EU for another extension and obtained it, amid outrage from the Tory grass-roots and right-wing. The right wing newspapers began to change the subject. Some writers began talking cautiously about Brexit… Continue reading The Bird of Paradise Takes Another Look

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