Category Archives: poetry

Threading the needle

Posted on October 10, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

First, unpack your camel. Divest it of its commodities: sugar, salt, and spices, unguents, oils, perfume, all excisable goods must go; hold a trunk sale if you must. Next, take off its defences; not only the cannons and the turret … Continue reading →

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After the visit

Posted on September 25, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Then they had left, the front door slamming like a rapidly deflating balloon. The house looked to fall an inch or more. Into the silence that fell with the shroud of exhaust over its face, her home dropped the creaks … Continue reading →

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Better

Posted on September 24, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

It started out easily enough: I shaved off my hair, my pride and my vanity, and cast it in the fire. Trouble was, I just looked too damned good that way; so I broke the mirror and used the shards … Continue reading →

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Evensong

Posted on September 16, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

evening, midweek, overwhelmed and underprayed, counting blessed sheep.

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Year B Proper 19: Jesus, losers, the cross, and The Donald

Posted on September 10, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Are we ashamed of the continuing bitterness of the world, and Christ’s endurance of it? Do we wish in our hearts that he would come down off that cross and smash it with their mallets and pile the pieces into a funeral pyre for all death and suffering, all grief and strife? Of course. Continue reading →

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I had time

Posted on September 9, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

This morning, I had time, but, fickle friend that it is, it ran out on me, and I found myself as usual chasing it down the street and down the day … Continue reading →

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Creation, stillborn

Posted on September 4, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Broken waters heave; Spirit gasps, shrinks, shocked breathless, breeching the shore, still.

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Fragility

Posted on August 31, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

part of the beauty with which we were crafted, the genius; fragility invites gentleness. our hairline fractures allow luminescence to dance with infinite grace against  the canvas of creation. betrayed, it is our curse. a blessing, it reveals the resilience … Continue reading →

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A vain and foolish thing

Posted on August 26, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Vain and foolish, one would not think that with no animal spirit, nor soul, no mind of its own, but an idle thing could inspire such passion, such pain, such tearing, such rending of hearts, of lives apart; only with … Continue reading →

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Solid ground

Posted on August 20, 2015 by Rosalind C Hughes

Constant God, You are the one fixed point in a universe that never stops moving; expanding, exploding, orbiting, spinning on its axis; the very earth beneath our feet shifts and shrugs, magma boils beneath the surface, fluid. No wonder we … Continue reading →

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