If you read my previous post you’ll know I was struggling last week with whether to continue with The Magdalene Poems, or chuck it and stick to safer topics for my writing. The Charlie Hebdot massacre scared me, badly. And I was lost in a swirl of questions: in a time when words (or pictures) […]
The Paris massacre has left me badly shaken and asking myself some difficult questions – if art has the power to incite violence and even murder, where does the artist’s responsibility lie? If we know the pursuit of our art could lead to the death of innocents, are we honour-bound to self-censor? If we’re among […]
I had forgotten the Candlelight and Carol Service would include Communion, so we ditched the ride after church and headed straight home. We hung up our coats and I turned on the tree lights and sat myself down on the couch right in front of the box. The Mister stood admiring the tree for a […]
The Mister and I do not exchange gifts at Christmas. We did it once, the first year we were married, but it felt strange, like we were kinda missing the point somehow. Don’t get us wrong – we enjoy receiving gifts and love giving them, but between us our gift-giving is the keeping of traditions […]
holy cards: dead women talking is a collection of narrative poems focusing on the histories and legends of women saints from both the Eastern Orthodox and Roman traditions.
holy cards: dead women talking is a collection of narrative poems focusing on the histories and legends of women saints from both the Eastern Orthodox and Roman traditions.