The Gospel story is old but it is always new.

It is hard to share an image of that first Nativity. This year I leave an empty square for you to imagine Bethlehem Square in whatever way you choose. I am still haunted by my one and only visit to Bethlehem. Israeli soldiers boarded our bus as we approached the city of Bethlehem to checkContinue reading “The Gospel story is old but it is always new.”

Lest we forget!

Rudyard Kipling wrote the poem Recessional in 1897 in celebration of Quenn Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee. His words reflect on the transient nature of power and concentrate on the importance of humilty. He reminds us of the impermanence of empire, contrasting the then British Empire with ancient civilisations of Nineveh and Tyre. He calls for divineContinue reading “Lest we forget!”

Rusted bed-springs in the street

A few weeks ago I checked out of the local library A Century of Poetry in The New Yorker 1925-2025. The 980 pages of poems make it too heavy for bedtime reading! I promise I will not be using it as my only source for new poems. As I turned the pages a poem byContinue reading “Rusted bed-springs in the street”

“rubbing smiles into the wounds”

A good many years ago, while visiting the National Cathedral in Washington DC I bought my first R.S. Thomas poetry book from the cathedral gift shop. Today I have many of his poetry collections on my book shelf. These books feel like good friends as I often have good conversation with the words on theirContinue reading ““rubbing smiles into the wounds””