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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

The History of the United Kingdom

Click here for a summary of this piece, consisting of just over 700 words.

Are You Sitting Comfortably ?

The history of the United Kingdom (whose every seam is under terrible stretch and strain just now) continues so fast, so scattered, so hurt, so incoherent, so unguided and ill-advised, that it is hard… Continue reading The History of the United Kingdom

Lament at UK Election time 2017

 

I cannot just argue or disagree

when my own country decides

to throw itself into the sea.

 

If Britain is an oak tree centuries old,

then I am a leaf somewhere to one side,

barely visible and increasingly wrinkled.

 

But the great tree’s… Continue reading Lament at UK Election time 2017

The Angel Overhead

 

In his grief, he asked the angel hanging overhead,

his faceless confessor  :

Why, Lord, do sinners’ ways so grossly prosper ?

How can you allow the Lie so fatly to preside ?

And the angel answered :

I invited you to my feast,

my laden tables… Continue reading The Angel Overhead

A Drawing of Conclusions

It is surely still natural to respect a conclusion that is reached through cogent argument. Each stage of the argument leads to the next stage, like a series of links in a chain. The conclusion is given its authority, its right to be heard and accepted, by the strength of the links that have led… Continue reading A Drawing of Conclusions

If the People is Sovereign, Lying to the People is High Treason

As 2016 comes to an end, I want to present an argument which I believe follows from the year’s events. Different elements of the argument have already been touched on here in recent posts.

I must begin with language and those first words of St John’s Gospel. In the beginning was [and was always]… Continue reading If the People is Sovereign, Lying to the People is High Treason

Naming the Beast of the Year

 

This beast has our country’s contours

written all over it.

It has leapt from out of the ruins

of the city, those hollow squares,

and from the great labrynth below ground

where the thread got tangled,

and from the wi-fi and the wires

through which we… Continue reading Naming the Beast of the Year

Sayings

Reaching for words
is like searching the earth
for stones
and then shaping them
one after another
into a path.

 

 

Your words took my breath away.

They killed me with their song.

They made my womb turn over.

Sing to me again.

 

The words… Continue reading Sayings

Can Liberal Democracy Survive our Tumult ?

Can liberal democracy survive our tumultuous, bewildering, frightening, dangerous times ? Can it surmount them ? Can it direct the flailing social forces at work towards positive solutions, a viable human future ?

As things stand, it seems not to be coping at all. It is surely in great danger of allowing and even… Continue reading Can Liberal Democracy Survive our Tumult ?

Post “Brexit” Blues and Bubbling Ferments

Here I have collated various addresses I have come across or been sent during the past few weeks. They link to various initiatives and/or reflections which I find interesting and helpful, following the referendum decision and the course – “Brexit means Brexit” – which appears to have been set for our unknown destination on the… Continue reading Post "Brexit" Blues and Bubbling Ferments

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