THE BOG DWERCH
By Kat Clements White wyrms lick with flaming tongues The iron as it glows. Red-hot, the metal dragon’s roars Are lost beneath my blows. Between the strikes I hear a call: An unknown…
Author: Fellowship & Fairydust
Inspiring faith and creativity & exploring the arts through a spiritual lens
An Empty Cross
By Lawrence “Mack” Hall An empty cross? There is no empty cross Fragments of bone and flesh forever stain The spikes, the wood, the cross, the bloody cross Is not a cute designer collectable…
Countries, Nations and Peoples – The English Monarchy: A Revolution
By Stephen Fry A reflection on England and monarchy, from Happy & Glorious: A Royal Celebration. Forgive me, I am English! I was born in the County of Middlesex (which no longer exists). I live…
St. Gabriel Possenti and the Sanctity of Fighting
Familiarity breeds contempt, according to the old saying. Outside that, familiarity breeds something worse—complacency. Part of my own personal theory as to why Christianity has suffered a reversal of fortunes in the 20th and 21st…
It’s a Wonderful Life: Defending Eucatastrophe
~ By Edwin Woodruff Tait It’s a Wonderful Life has been in my mind a lot recently. Not least because a few weeks ago I had the privilege of playing George Bailey in the climactic…
A Poem for Eid
by Avellina Balestri (For my Muslim friends, whose ancestry lies across the Islamic East, particularly Adil Mulk, and in solidarity with the struggles of the Palestinian people.)People of the East,Carved of earth and sand,Cut by river…
‘Passionately Smashin’ Every Expectation’: A Review of Miranda’s Hamilton
by Meagan McKinstry In early 2015, a new show opened Off-Broadway at The Public Theater: a hip-hop musical about American founding father Alexander Hamilton. The idea sounds somewhat absurd – indeed, an audience laughed…
Do You Love Me?: A Chronicles of Narnia Story
Do You love me? I asked it first when we were sent away; when Father had already left (the halls echoed emptily without his laughing voice, like Peter’s without the weight), when Mum had…
Cross and Resurrection: A Holy Week Reflection
To see things as they are is the great thing. We frequently flatter ourselves that we see through the stories we tell, reducing them to a sort of puerile or adolescent escapism, but there is…