Coming Soon

It is this great absence that is like a presence, that compels me to address it without hope of a reply. It is a room I enter from which someone has just gone, the vestibule for the arrival of one who has not yet come. I modernise the anachronism of my language, but...
Thou art smitten, thou God

Thou art smitten, thou God

Thou art smitten, thou God Thy death is upon thee, O Lord. And the love-song of earth as thou diest Resounds through the wind of her wings – Glory to Man in the highest! For Man is the Master of things.   A.C. Swinburne (1837-1909), Hymn of...
My God, where  are you?

My God, where are you?

Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men, Unless there be who think no God at all, If any be, they walk obscure; For of such doctrine never was there school, But the heart of a fool, And no man therein doctor but himself. John Milton (1608-74), Samson...
God’s Grandeur – Crushed

God’s Grandeur – Crushed

crushed…. Why do men then now not reck his rod? Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;      And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;      And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod. And,...
The worship of an hostage

The worship of an hostage

My eyes are almost burned by what I see…. A brown broken bowl and in it some apricots, some small oranges, some nuts, cherries, a banana…. I cannot, I will not eat this fruit. I sit in quiet joy, so complete, beyond the meaning of joy. My soul finds its own...