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We can’t travel because of the virus. But one day we will… hopefully! So it’s worth gearing ourselves up with practical tips and advice. But
It seemed a good plan to turn to another of Eland’s Poetry of Place anthologies. This time, it’s England’s turn, compiled by A. N. Wilson.
I got rather carried away after I saw the latest Sam Mendes film (in the cinema with friends in the States last October… who’d have
Most don’t associate Lewis with his poetry. My understanding is, however, he would have far preferred to be known as a poet than almost anything
John Donne’s poetry is often difficult, sometimes perplexing and troubling, but always rewarding if closely attended to. He completely loses me quite often. But I
It is Good Friday so the subject matter for the day’s reading presented itself easily enough. Choosing what to read, however, was a very different
For this Maundy Thursday, here’s a favourite purple passage. If I’d been on the ball, I would have obviously put the Alan Paton passage tonight.
Today’s reading is neither poetry nor fiction but is prose of a different sort. It is one of C. S. Lewis’s great essays, one which
Q regulars will know that William Cowper has been a personal favourite for years. He had to navigate the storms of mental illness throughout his
W H Auden had in later life the most wonderfully craggy face in English literature. But this poem comes from many years earlier and is
Alan Paton (1903-1988) was a South African who spent decades fighting against the apartheid system. He was a founding member of the Liberal Party of
R. S. Thomas, I imagine, would not necessarily have had much time for me. I don’t really know why I think that (and I’m probably