New Every Morning - by
Every day is a fresh beginning;
Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain,
And, spite of old sorrow and older sinning,
And puzzles forecasted and possible pain,
Take heart with the day, and begin again.
morning
Early Morning, West Hartlepool, 1963 - by
(from the photo with the same title by Don McCullin)
/
/ A pipe fitter’s mate at the gates of dawn
/ Is wrenched from…
Listen. Put on morning - by
Listen. Put on morning.
/ Waken into falling light.
/ A man’s imagining
/ Suddenly may inherit
/ The handclapping centuries
/ Of his one minute on earth.
/ And hear the…
Real Presence - by
Clear as the endless ecstasy of stars
/ That mount for ever on an intense air;
/ …
Rud a Thachair - by
B’ e madainn a bh’ ann mar mhadainn sam bith eile;
/ dh’èirich mi, chuir mi umam, rinn mi cupa cofaidh;
/ thug mi…
Up in the Morning Early - by
Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west,
/ The drift is driving sairly;
/ Sae loud and shrill’s I hear…