Meditations on a Tackle Box
The plastic box contains a disjointed collection of fishing tackle: the aggregate of summer holidays, a tangle of failed temptations. Take out the plastic hand-lines and stack to...
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16 postsElegy to a Beard
The Highwayman lies severed, cut down in the way, shorn from his mount. And the hand that did it rises trembling. And the eyes rise trembling to behold...
Grief, Expectation, Comfort
The God of Israel and the God of Jesus Christ invites expectation. Precisely because he has chosen (freely) to be a promising God and therefore an ‘expectable&...
Grieving the Future
Sometimes, barrelling along the highway between here and there, I get caught up in the sense of history flowing. Our little jelly-bean bubble of conversation is a trapped...
Reading with the family
The woman conceived and gave birth to a son at the same time the following year, as Elisha had promised her. The child grew and one day went...
Allegorical Interpretation
[For my mum, because I was thinking of her on Mother’s Day] I don’t know how many times my mother read the Pilgrim’...
Love in Inconstant Times
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove:...
The Ariadne of Darlington
For Emma, on her Birthday. Much attention has been given, in this fortieth anniversary of the Lunar landing, to the causes which propelled Man to the Moon. According...
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