August 1914 What in our lives is burnt In the fire of this? The heart’s dear granary? The much we…
In Ivor Gurney's nightmarish vision, the dead among the living bear dire warnings and mockery. Ballad of the Three Spectres…
Poltroon - the very word is like a ... what? a.) A North American mammal of the raccoon family known…
The Dancers All day beneath the hurtling shells Before my burning eyes Hover the dainty demoiselles -- The peacock dragon-flies.…
Blackbirds are notorious for being able to mimic the sounds they hear as they hop about the celestial chimney pots…
Song of the Dark Ages We digged our trenches on the down Beside old barrows, and the wet White…
This writing has to do with some things I saw, felt and was part of. The period covered begins in…
In Memoriam (Easter, 1915) The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men,…
Subway Rush Hour by Langston Hughes Mingled breath and smell so close mingled black and white so near no room…
The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.…
Thaw by Edward Thomas Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed The speculating rooks at their nests cawed And saw…
Wood On The Downs After Paul Nash by Martin Malone We have been here before. Uffington, Hackpen, Grim’s Ditch,…
How will artists and writers portray this Trumpian time of disillusion, delusion and deception in which we now live? All…
About suffering they were never wrong, The old Masters: how well they understood Its human position: how it takes place…