Monthly Archives: November 2015

Samos Day 3 (Nov. 2015 journal)

Day 3 in Samos: At breakfast yesterday – which feels a long time ago now – several of us volunteers chatted about life, the universe and everything over green tea, right in view of the beach. It wasa lovely sharing … Continue reading

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Your Monday Blessing: let the artists win

I vote we let the artists win the ones covered in paint from their last attempt to smuggle across the beauty of a bowl of fruit the 14-year-old rapper learning to spit throwing life’s chaos on the rhythm wheel uncovering … Continue reading

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The Children Herald the Bombardiers

The children herald the bombardiers, as they march through the town, resplendent. The children offer the bombardiers their drawings, their scrap iron, and their kisses. The children step like bombardiers, near the recruiting station (for the children will be the … Continue reading

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Remembrance Sunday Sermon – Park Lane Chapel, Bryn, 2015

They were not just soldiers. They were bricklayers and collier workers and parcel clerks. They were Sunday School teachers and part of the congregation at this chapel, who sat in these pews. They were sons and brothers and new husbands. … Continue reading

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Your Monday Blessing: Photographs

Photographs The faded colours of the old ones Are buried in trunks for a time, Until those trunks are opened, And they, who no longer need the light, Fill a room within us With another’s captured brilliance.

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