
Echoes from Eternity 23. Wry Smiles with Wendy Cope
Everything is still so weird. So we need to let our hair down a bit. We need to have a few laughs. So here is
Everything is still so weird. So we need to let our hair down a bit. We need to have a few laughs. So here is
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
William Blake (1757-1827) was one of a kind. A printer, an illustrator, a painter, a poet, a visionary, a provocateur. And that’s just the start
I know little about Christopher Smart (1722-1771), apart from the fact that the suffered the torments, like his almost contemporary William Cowper, of an eighteenth-century
The sun came out yesterday, the sky filled with cotton wool clouds, and birds chirped merrily. An idyllic English afternoon in early Spring, in fact.
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
Time to get out of the house. We’re allowed out for up to an hour a day, which is just as well as we’d lose
Time to take a break from seriousness and intensity. Here’s some much-needed light relief. Patrick Barrington, or as he was to become, the 11th (and
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
Sacred Treasure There has been much heat and hurt recently about power abuse and church ministry. It is something that I’ve been working on and
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