The Morning Bells I'm now at work, And the old bell bass-chimes the call to House Mass. I sit at the window the river view...

River, Morning. Glass out over the water, glass washed to fuzz by a patient sea has crept up river to blanket the browned expanse,...

The complexities surrounding #wokeness, #cancelculture and the myriad other hashtags that are currently knotted through society right now...

Wisdom pools at the feet of those who've fallen to tears and dust, only to slip in the mud when attempting to stand. They know. When the...

Leonard Cohen spent the majority of the 1980s in the musical wilderness. He'd released quality albums and written many outstanding songs,...

Most of the reviews of Rough and Rowdy Ways I've read have offered a great deal of affirmation and a good deal of insight. One, however,...

I've resisted writing about Murder Most Foul since its release despite feeling a strong desire to do so, because it felt too daunting a...

Bob Dylan’s epic song “Dignity” is easily enjoyed – if you’re a fan of Bob Dylan – but not so easily understood. It is a long, complex...

Nothing about QAnon or Anti-Vaxxing or Climate Denialism is new. Society's just 'evolved' itself into new variants self-reinforcing,...

BOB DYLAN’S ‘CROSS THE GREEN MOUNTAIN In a lifetime of writing and performing music, Bob Dylan has constructed a considerable body of...

The ping comes clear through the murky inter-babble; The great division! 19 into 45. I begin to knit like a polluted saint; threading...

Dean Jones (1961 - 2020) I met Dean Jones when I was about thirteen years old. At that time, I was cricket-obsessed and a member of...

Ruth Bader Ginsberg (1933 - 2020) With the passing of Ruth Bader Ginsberg, America has suffered an incalculable loss. The phrase 'we will...

Sheets Twisting in the wind, a contorted sheet clinging to a hanging line, wrung out and skin-boned I echo the moments around corners,...

The Crow on the Spire Standing by the gravestone, wet, waiting for the hollowness to fill itself. The crow on the spire caws presently;...

It’s reassuring, I think, to encounter representations and perspectives that allow us to feel good about who and where we are. And if...

The Fifth Beatle is no more. The world owes Sir George Martin an extraordinary debt of gratitude. If it were not for him, the musical...

After a shortish drive (given the kids in the car), we arrive in York. Harry only asks whether or not we are there, yet,...

Been a lot of discussion about racism in Australia of late, what with the return of Pauline Hanson and the horrendous global terror...

(Reflections on memory) It was pretty crisp when I went for a walk this morning. It's a feeling I like. Part of the newness of the day, I...