The Carpenter by Jay Hulme
He knew his son would outshine him from the beginning, so taught this child the only thing he could: The skill of taking blades and wood, and turning death into something else entirely.
Advent Calendar by Rowan Williams
He will come like last leaf’s fall, One night when the November wind has flayed the trees to bone, and earth wakes choking on the mould. the soft shroud’s folding. He will come like frost, One morning when the shrinking earth opens on mist, to find itself arrested in the net of alien sword-set beauty.…
Into the Darkest Hour by Madeleine l’Engle
It was a time like this, war and tumult of war, a horror in the air. Hungry yawned the abyss – and yet there came the star and the child most wonderfully there. It was a time like this of fear and lust for power, license and greed and blight – and yet the Prince…
Magnus Dominus by Malcolm Guite
For heaven’s king has made the earth his home Not just the hill of Sion, but the whole Round world. Call him from anywhere, he’ll Come to you and make his dwelling. Hail Him in any language, he replies In your own mother-tongue. For now your soul Is his true Sion, and each day you…
Christ the King by Malcolm Guite
Our King is calling from the hungry furrows Whilst we are coasting through the aisles of plenty, Our hoardings screen us from the man of sorrows, Our soundtracks drown his murmur:’ I am thirsty’. He stands in line to sign in as a stranger And seek a welcome from the world he made, We see…
Fire, a sestina for survivors by Malcolm Guite
He cannot stop these memories of fire Crackling and flashing in his head, Not just in fevered dreams; the fires break Into the light of day. He burns with shame, But still he screams and shakes, because the dead, Are burning too and screaming out his name. They told him his condition had a name,…
Pauline Bayfield
Pauline Bayfield is a Norfolk artist. She finds inspiration for her paintings in the landscape and wildlife of the East Anglian countryside as well as her favourite haunts of Cornwall and The Peak District, bringing variety to her palette. She is frequently drawn to enchanting coastal regions. Her expressive style, developing into semi-abstraction, more recently…
Bev Mulcrone
“Hello my name is Bev Mulcrone. I started many years ago photographing wildlife. I then moved on to paint in acrylics and water colours and then on to coloured pencils and charcoal Unfortunately I am unable to get out to do my wildlife photography as In January I moved in with my father who was…
Olivia Argo
“I live in Tacolneston with my husband and two mini schnauzers. I’ve always enjoyed creative hobbies but only started drawing properly in April 2021. I quickly realised how much I love portraits. I started drawing characters and people I admire, those who had given me hours of escapism or taught me something. I’ve since started…
All Souls’ Day by Frances Bellerby
Let’s go our old way by the stream, and kick the leaves as we always did, to make the rhythm of breaking waves. This day draws no breath- shows no colour anywhere except for the leaves – in their death brilliant as never before. Yellow of Brimstone Butterfly, brown of Oak Eggar Moth – you’d…