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Getting The Drift

by | Jul 27, 2012 | sophia

‘Faith, in the sense in which I am here using the word, is the art of holding onto things your reason has once accepted, in spite of your changing moods. For moods will change, whatever view your reason takes. I know that by experience. Now that I am a Christian...

GET OVER IT

by | Jul 24, 2012 | sophia

It’s hard for a young man to take himself seriously in public. For example, to express grace towards a friend at a birthday party or a wedding: he risks being portrayed as pretentious or a kind of teacher’s pet. Nevertheless, the boy who will never risk being laughed...

THE TYGER

by | Jul 21, 2012 | Poems

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what...

Number Twenty One

by | Jul 18, 2012 | Close to Home

In a street of warm sunshine and thundering semi-trailers carrying smelly sheep, is a house numbered twenty one. It has a little rose garden, a red iron roof and a bull-nose verandah, which blends easily into its neighbourhood of well kept sandstone cottages, well-cut...