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It was like a Church to me: Port Meadow, Oxford, at Sunset

Anita Mathias — Fri, 26 Jul 2013 17:40:54 +0000

I walked last night on Port Meadow. An extraordinary experience! The blazing ball of sun slowly floated into the Thames, colouring it crimson. An amazing natural event I have too often missed! Spectacular beauty lavished on anyone who would take a few minutes to observe it. Wild geese arrived honking, with a beating of wings, settling […]

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Poems on Marriage from Wendell Berry and R. S. Thomas

Anita Mathias — Sun, 09 Jan 2011 23:46:00 +0000

R.S. Thomas AnniversaryNineteen […]

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ALIVE BY R.S. THOMAS, the priest-poet of the Welsh Hills

Anita Mathias — Sat, 07 Aug 2010 10:06:00 +0000

Alive. It is alive. It is you, God. Looking out I can see no death. The earth moves, the sea moves, the wind goes on its exuberant journeys. Many creatures reflect you, the flowers your colour, the tides the precision of your calculations. There is nothing too ample for you to overflow, nothing so small […]

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