Poetry

‘Ruth’

by Graham Kings I wrote the following poem, ‘Ruth’, on Friday, July 5, 2019 at the Royal Foundation of St. Katharine, London, during a regular monthly Quiet Day. My wife, Alison, and I had picked up the p... Read More...

Miriam the Prophet

Who is this woman, tapping a tabor, rejoicing in song, elegant in beauty, more than Egyptian?

Holy Spirit: Remembrancer

Refresh my memory, / With words of Moses and Jesus, / To help me follow your ways / And imagine your future.

8 meditations on Lent

Lent is a voice crying in the wilderness, a finger stabbing in the direction of Golgotha.

Via crucis

Behold my grace through vessel, see my love / in bark-covered-twisted-winter-dead tree.

‘And is it true?’

The Feast of the Nativity — the Church’s celebration of the mystery of the Incarnation — cannot be merely an extension of the good things of “the holiday season” as the secular world keeps it. Christ’s birth cuts at an angle to all the kingdom of this world: all of our bad things, and all of our good things — all of our sad things, and all of our happy things.