Where the road turns and heads for the quaymusic leaks out of the church, through the ruined arches Noah and the dove watch it flood and fall back,cellos marching past the waterfallof the flute,one orchestra against another The mystery of the music…
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Another scroll has surfaced that puts the early church in a different light and paints a strangely familiar picture. What if the first Christians really did operate in the same sort of way as the Church of England? Here are…
It’s the festival season. Not only have Norwich City reached the heights in the Championship, but tonight a man is walking on a high wire across the market place in Norwich, and yesterday I spoke to quite a large number…
Up on the hilla blackbird pecks at parchment leavesaround the sill of an unknown grave and I remember how you fed raisinsto your private blackbird, whichcame to your door and knocked,unlocking your smile Further away two jaysplay, skipping from tombstone…
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Is that Easter I see in the distance?Or is it just a pale brown hillin the shape of an egg? Small figures that may be rabbitsmake their way up the hill,which looks like chocolate – though it is hard to…
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Those of you familiar with the Church of England will not be surprised to hear that it has a Legacy Policy. This fits in nicely with its Safeguarding Policy, its Growth in Service Grants, its Mission Strategy Fund and its…
My wife and I went for a walk in Bacton Wood the other day. In case you want to follow in our footsteps, I should warn you that Bacton Wood is not exactly in Bacton. It is sometimes called Witton Wood. I don’t want to be more precise, in…
Staying behind Calvary,I lean out frommy bedroom windowand try to touch the crosses, which are too smoothand too completely emptyas if someone had slipped away, avoided the issue,and planted a garden instead,the grass too short and bloodless No words, either:no…
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It was certainly a mistake to start writing about warm weather, as I did last time. Inevitably it has since turned damp, cold and extremely windy, and made the weather forecasters very happy – or at least enthusiastic. At the top…
out of the sun just like the red baron you fire shadows into the evening sky tear my poor heart in two I left the ash underneath the altar near the pancakes ran heedlessly down the road as if it…
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