In the Jewish Synagogue at Newport - by
Here, where the noises of the busy town, / The ocean’s plunge and roar can enter not, / We stand…
the bible
The Conversion of Sheep - by
When St Fillian first came upon the sheep
/ they stood with their Sumerian heads
/ and stared him out…
Late Call - by
Lord, this is pip-squeak calling.
/ Even with your infinite technology
/ I expect your line’s busy. Therefore
/ forgive me my witter, tucked…
In the Dark - by
God said: Let the dark be dark.
/ Let the stars shine properly.
/ And let darkness with no stars
/ heal the damage caused by…
Psalm Eighty-Eight Blues - by
Lord, when I’m speechless
/ when something – not just sorrow
/ but under that – a dull, numb, nameless dreich
/ about the heart I…
The Cotter’s Saturday Night - by
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! / For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent, / Long may…
Noah Sonnet - by
Brocht up, lan’ loaked in Asia Minor, ah’d
/ Nae problem learnin hoo ti spoon ma brose
/ Avoidin voyages. Though life wis…
The Season of Youth - by
(Ecclesiastes, ix. 7, 9 ; xi 9.)
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/ Rejoice, mortal man, in the noon of thy prime!
/ Ere thy brow shall…
Whatsoever things are lovely - by
A smoor o paets: a simmer foo
/ ta hent fae timeless broos at,
/ haddin der dark fire, cuppit
/ fair Lungawater. I da sun
/ da…