Finis coronat opus
Since my brother’s death I, like Tennyson’s Ulysses, have wanted to believe that Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, […]
Since my brother’s death I, like Tennyson’s Ulysses, have wanted to believe that Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something ere the end, […]
We walk along the road and so many things grab at our arms demanding our attention. Or we zombie the ambience with earphones. Art galleries, sightseeing sites, concerts, restaurants, must-sees, […]
Do old words any meaning bring? Do broken flutes Remember they could sing? The flight of a Pterodactylus must have been quite the thing.
It was a cold and inhospitable night.The tides and spirit were not aligned for me to go out and meet friends so I opted to stay and in a do some work.
My brothers were in charge of the annual nativity or ‘crib’ at the Sacred Heart, Tunstall. I would go along with them and they would let me help.
There was a Boy bedded in bracken,
Like to a sleeping snake all curled he lay;
any of us don’t feel connected to the world the way other people do. It is as of we are born bewildered. Jesus wasn’t connected to the world either. Bur he understood it. Perhaps ‘Messiah’ can mean ‘The Unbewildered One’.
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