“They will go, like sheep to the slaughter” – keeps ringing in my ears, ” It will come like a thief in the night” – seems poignant and clear, ” For the former things have passed away” – definite, and true, “Many will be deceived” – passionate, yet confirming fear, And then, “Neither will thereContinue reading “After Emily Dickinson – The Bible’s just a book – Right?”
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Hermione Wilds: Rubbed out Artist
I wrote this for an artistic children’s television presenter called Mark who died several years ago. The light you clipped – Cut. The hue you rubbed – out. The light you Marked – drawn. The thumb you pressed- loose. The face you crafted – shattered. The eye you cast – crushed. The wire youContinue reading “Hermione Wilds: Rubbed out Artist”
Cord – a poem – 2008
I thought I would publish a few poems I wrote as an undergraduate in 2008 whilst I continue to rewrite the essays, which is proving time-consuming to get right. I tried to sever The umbilical cord But your mother had cleverly tied it with a neat little bow to her eyelashes
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