Returning with the Argonauts from Colchis, Where his lyre had quelled the wandering rocks, Lulled the waters, pacified the dragon, He married his dryad bride of universal justice Beneath the egg-shell sky which sealed out night, And tuned his song among the savage Cicones In Thrace. Unnumbered birds swarmed overhead And fishes leaped straight upward from the water Which surged from the egg-shell earth As Orpheus played. Then Death chose Eurydice. Hunted by the shepherd Arista

Death awaits the Greek who dares Leap first ashore at Troy! So the goddess Thetis prophesied, And so, his ship’s prow striking sand,...

Mortar powders the floor, the wall leaves a chink, and a water pipe to clink on to the neighbour cell. Or should I turn to watch the sky,...

Thou shalt not make unto thyself any graven image ... Ten Commandments in the chapel, in the apse or on the crossing, are whitewashed or...

Today I heard a Quaker say That God reveals Himself. In every avenue of nature. Why, at wide or narrow Meeting roads (where Sons slay...

When the Beagle went to sea Fitzroy fixed the route by GMT With John Harrison’s marvellous clock In a box which stemmed the roll The...

Objects carry their history and our own - A drum let’s say, which traversed the Atlantic Or a telescope longue vue, Piercing the...

From a holy place on the northern coast of an isle in the centre of a wine dark sea we unearthed a figurine vaulting over a bronze Minoan...

Some near or distant hot hot day all that lives will burn away, how could they ever fancy that, sage men who thought the earth was flat?...