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and if you wonder, friend, why I begina poem thus – you are to understandthat it’s as ifwe have been close friends all our life,friends, as Kabir..

Two days after,when they'd cleared away the mangledmeaningless twist of metal,familiar red paint smeared with oily black,its intended destination..

If we could only find words forthe freedom, the unbounded energy,the love, the joy,the devotion, the care,the seriousness, the play,the sensitivity..

Your call is important to us.Please hold the line.A dedicated critic will answer your callas soon as they finish with the last victim.To help us to..

In the eyes of true law,everyone is equal.In the eyes of true love,everyone is the same.Are love and law, then,the same?Or if not,which came first?

After you’ve negotiated that artfully-conceivedsharp elbow bend in the long, grand drivethrough the fields of its estate,and it hoves into view,you..

said rilkegod needs us toopeople celebrate springspring celebrates peopleparks enjoy childrengardens care for gardenersflowers bless the showerseggs..

Oh why must you flaunt and yet againyour proclaimed divisions with otherslike some badge of honour?And yes, I could not note yourstirring, stirring..

God is brilliant. God is cool.(We do RE at our school)

Two o’clock on a quiet afternoon,and the class file in for their poetry ‘hour’,brief daily slot in the packed week’s course in many things.We’ve been..

The water’s not so deepdown here, it’s still stirredon the sea-bed by the off-shore tide.The seaweed waves in slow rhythm, almost..

Creation out ofnothing, nowhere, no-whence?How much more intriguingand possible,even probable,if Creation came out ofeverything..

What is it, when we mourn and grieve and cryfor those we loved - and love - now passed away,that gives our pain such brute totality?so vital, that we..

Icy evening roadLonely travellerGood choice!

‘Did you remember to tidy up that room of yoursthis morning – or do you need reminding? …’that gap between remembering and being remindedpursues our..

It’s a lovely old-fashioned tea-roomin one of those rare up-town hotelsthat’s still a family concern; well-run,staff been there for years;..

Under the ring of linked brown arms,bare feet, brown feet with whiter solesdrum on the dusty, hard brown earth, stomp the rhythmas if to wake the..

Sounds nasty, maybelife-threatening:‘I’m sorry, boys,Michael can’t come out todayand play – he’s suffering fromsynaesthesia..’Oho, no –..

You never didsort yourself outso there's no point nowgoing over all thatall you want to doall you've got time foris to open your armseyes heart etcto..

Every Friday, a happy smiling manwho says he’s a mixture of Spain, Trinidad and Englanddelivers a bag of organic vegetablesand a bag of organic..

and you’ve read many poems like this,on the printed page;the big words thrown in like some hot currywhere you’re short of good solid meatso rap a few..

Be solitary.Love solitude, and don’t look for poetry;don’t seek what former poets sought;see what is still and changeless;see also what is..

So, you're sitting comfortably here at the PCwith a few precious minutes to spare -escaping the family,or waiting for a message at work,or the boss..

That’s the word we usefor the abrupt suddennessof the old rubber-squeezed car hornon the outside, by the driving seatof the old battered Fordand..

How wisethe rose?near the shortest day,the seasons all confused this yeareven the great globe itselfconfused by manand on this gusty daya rose..