Newspapers?

Newspapers?

Why do we buy a newspaper For it’s plain for us to see The pulp that it is made of Was better as a tree.   George Knowles (1937- ), Pit to Priest, 2007.
Names of those who love the Lord: ‘Is mine one?’

Names of those who love the Lord: ‘Is mine one?’

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in...
Respecting women of yesterday today

Respecting women of yesterday today

She was poor but she was honest Victim of a rich man’s game. First, he loved her, then he left her, And she lost her maiden name…   It’s the same the whole world over, It’s the poor wot gets the blame, It’s the rich wot gets the gravy, Ain’t it all a bleedin’...

God Bothering

If you were content, Lord, You would not bother with us. But you are restless: Through anger, through excitement, and through love, You will all things to change and be made new. So we praise you That your restlessness has been born in us: As the pain of the world The...

Injustice

Southern trees bear a strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black body swinging in the Southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from poplar trees.   Pastoral scene of the gallant South, The bulging eyes and twisted mouth, Scent of magnolia sweet...