Vincent’s View
‘Somehow, he worked out that it was all
part and parcel of his plight, seeking
sanctuary in the old monastery walls,
painting his way out of a dreadful corner.’
Poetry
May Weddings
This is the sacrament; the outward sign of the inward grace.
This is a marriage: the lifetime of hope in another’s face.
Walking in the Garden with God
solvitur ambulando
it is solved by walking
Winter is coming
May winter bring its own deep form of reflection and hibernatory fire kindling to us all.
The Felling of Trees
‘One day its gone.’ This is a chilling line and my plea is that we, in this green city, don’t create any more mornings when this heartbreaking line comes true.
