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Satan at Meat

The Parrot Seeks a Cage

Here is that parrot again, bird of paradise, thundering from his cage in rhyme royal, claiming his liberty to speak his truth. He fears for his young and sees no true or worthy leaders anywhere, merely creatures of self-interest seeking their own gain from our flounderings… Continue reading The Parrot Seeks a Cage

Parrot Addenda

Over this Summer of 2018, I have written a series of stanzas in rhyme royal, mostly on the subject of Brexit. Here they are, as a collection.

I wrote the stanzas as separate items, rather than as part of a longer poem. They were produced in response to, and often very soon after, various events… Continue reading Parrot Addenda

The Crier Frets

They keep coming, still in Rhyme Royal. Once it was the parrot who begged liberty to speak. But now he’s become the town crier, in a cage, caught in a storm. Today’s stanza was brought to mind by a good piece by Matthew d’Ancona. https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2018/aug/05/networked-far-right-tommy-robinson  It… Continue reading The Crier Frets

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

Going Nowhere to Mean Nothing

After the 2016 EU referendum,Theresa May kept intoning “The People have Spoken” with lugubrious reverence, as if trying to portray herself as some sort of priestess delivering holy writ. In fact, from first to last, from that unsound and unseemly referendum rumble, full of highly dodgy… Continue reading Going Nowhere to Mean Nothing

The Parrot Ails

The United Kingdom – so called – continues to stagger towards Brexit. The Government – so called – keeps just “winning” so-called “victories.” Under the so-called “leadership” of Ms May, our incompetent progress towards this terrible mistake requires us to shed our honour, our pride, our… Continue reading The Parrot Ails

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 Youth and Hope

Skelton’s parrot is a bird of paradise. But  he mustn’t go on too long. If he has truth to tell in our storm, and wants to be heard, he has to be strategic. His cage is also his sanctuary.

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