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Wrestling with the Dark Angel – a series of poems

This drawing by Gustave Doré is one of several depictions by well-known artists of an incident recorded in the Book of Genesis, in which Jacob wrestled with an angel for a night. Towards the morning, the angel touched Jacob on the thigh, which left him “halt”… Continue reading Wrestling with the Dark Angel - a series of poems

Dame Julian of Norwich

Dame Julian of Norwich was an anchoress. She lived in the fourteenth century and wrote “Revelations of Divine Love.”

She “good counsel did give” to her visitors, one of whom was Margery Kempe who wrote an autobiography, a rare and perhaps unique thing to do… Continue reading Dame Julian of Norwich

The Lie is Many-Headed

One Reasonable Way

 

One reasonable way

to weigh God’s Creation

is to stand at night

in open space

and look upwards.

 

Infinite dark

vastness beyond measure

made

effectively

of nothing.

 

Scattered like dust

through this archway of nothing

you see… Continue reading One Reasonable Way

Poems in Public

Poetry once belonged only in open space – the mead hall by a great fire, where flea-bitten warriors sat at table with their lord ; or a place of worship or ceremony, the wedding, the funeral. Not in private, on paper, let alone on screen. Poetry belonged in the air between people, out loud… Continue reading Poems in Public

Word across Distance

 

The collage of photographs above records a small exhibition of bilingual poem-posters that has recently been showing in a popular public setting managed by Bristol University. The poems were selected from “Poems for the Wall,” a project I founded almost exactly twenty years… Continue reading Word across Distance

Dust

The poem I’m publishing here foresees the end of the world. The false god Me n’ Mine has too many worshippers to be withstood. Besides Greed, the angel which serves Me n’ Mine most faithfully is the Lie and it is the Lie by which the false god rules and will destroy us all… Continue reading Dust

Poet on the Cliff

Let’s look again at St Aldhelm’s chapel, a small square Norman building on a  cliff-edge. It stands at the very tip of a promontory on the Dorset coast called –    a bit confusingly – St Alban’s Head.

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The chapel is… Continue reading Poet on the Cliff

Poet on the Team

Earlier this year there was a General Election in the UK. Beforehand, Theresa May had insisted she wouldn’t call one, but apparently changed her mind whilst out walking in the hills. Perhaps she saw a fox and got over-excited. For, as we all know, the election didn’t go well for her. The fox escaped and… Continue reading Poet on the Team

I Send Greetings from this Place

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I send greetings from this place

to my neighbours across the water

I bid them welcome to my mind

I bid them welcome to our future

 

and I grieve that in the present… Continue reading I Send Greetings from this Place

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