Sunflowers weeping

The sunflowers weep. Anselm Kiefer has done several paintings of sunflowers. He was born in 1945 in Germany, two months before the end of the war. It is hard to imagine the state of mind of the German nation at that time – on the edge of a shameful defeat, confronting the horrors of their […]

A Saviour Stitched to a Star

The Feast of Epiphany – when wise ones followed a star, seeing in it the shape of things to come. Poet Mary Karr stitches crucifixion and resurrection to a star (not her words) in a poem called Descending Theology: The Resurrection. I wonder if it is that same star, and I wonder whether the wise ones saw […]

I need to go to Specksavers

My poetweet this morning responds to a reading of Genesis 3 It’s also the serpent that opens the eyes of the blind. And when they saw they sewed, dressing their nakedness, hiding their very selves behind blinds of honesty from one another, from God, forever, till another one with love opens the eyes of the […]