Category John Skelton

Paradise Destroy

“Humankind cannot bear very much Reality” is a quote from the poem “Four Quartets” by TS Eliot. If humanity is ever to be buried in a graveyard, once our work is done, this quote will be writ large on our gravestone… Continue reading Paradise Destroy

Jes in Yearnland

Everything about the UK’s Brexit Agon smells of rot. For a start, the whole EU issue is fundamentally irrelevant and absurd, compared to the many truly urgent concerns that need our immediate, whole and best attention. We face real ills and they harm and threaten us… Continue reading Jes in Yearnland

Parrot Speaks True and Plain

This is probably the last of my series of Parrot poems. They were written quite thick and fast through June, with various very topical references. Thanks to my friend Roger Chaffin for suggesting I use the rhyme royal form.

The references to a parrot come… Continue reading Parrot Speaks True and Plain

Parrot Speaks of Dividends and Dishonour

Parrot Speaks of the Brexit Agon

“Taisez- vous, Parrot, tenez vous coy !” cries Galathea. “You said earlier you’d taisez -vous, but still you go on ! Have you forgotten all your Tudor French ?”

But then we read : “Haec res acu tangitur, Parrot, par ma foy.”

It’s Galathea… Continue reading Parrot Speaks of the Brexit Agon

Parrot Speaks of Law and Dust

The caged parrot keeps talking and seems to have quite a lot to say. His original author John Skelton was alive during the Reformation, another time in which England broke away from Europe in various ways. For the Reformation was not

Parrot speaks of a Pit Bull

Paul Dacre, longtime editor of the Daily Mail, a frantic and irresponsible source of Brexit propaganda, who used his right to free speech and his platform for delivering it, much less for the truth and the public good than for a chance just to bully and… Continue reading Parrot speaks of a Pit Bull

Let the bird of paradise speak loud from his cage

I want to recite to camera a long poem, originally by John Skelton. And I want to do so from the top of the Tyndale Monument, a tall tower on a hill near Bristol.  William Tyndale and Skelton both lived in the reign of Henry VIIIth but they have more than that in common… Continue reading Let the bird of paradise speak loud from his cage

The sky is cloudy, the coast is nothing clear. Is there anything we should be doing ?

I was contacted recently by a friend and colleague now retired. She was an NHS mental health worker, who gave her all for years flat out, feelingly and wisely. Now she paces and grieves. Here is a slightly abridged version of what she wrote :

“I have met with several ex-colleagues recently. On Saturday… Continue reading The sky is cloudy, the coast is nothing clear. Is there anything we should be doing ?

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