Holy Sonnet X

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those whom thou thinkst thou dost overthrow Die not, poor Death…   It feels as though it shouldn’t happen on sunny days and yet it inevitably does. People seem to make a point of passing away under … More Holy Sonnet X

On Being Heard

Sometimes you just want to get on with your work. But the nurse on duty was being polite and asking what I studied. Then his moustache twitched excitedly and his eyes lit up and out poured a tale of world travel and priest training and the joy of hermeneutics. A discussion of Mary as co-redemptrix … More On Being Heard