Symphony by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] A chorus line, male breaking dawn,as notified with rise to fall.It staves off sleep, this wakeup call;as blackbird scales up, summons danceinto the day, though night before. As grace and beauty warble throughnew sounds now figured through his...

Healing Stripes by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] When the bees left, ravished, diseasedby pesticides, made human skill,their killing, with their meadows cropped,was folly, man-made, honeytrap,cash appeal of one-up-man-ship,sting in the tale, unrecognised. Community is how world grows,the smallest worker, vital cog,the most important duty done.If...

Straightened Times by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] As random targets make their markon map of slaughtered children, schools,cartography is shouting loud.With carpet laid of civil bombs,confused in strategy and aim,ignoring culture, history,with nation’s fruit of martyr’s blood -this Babel, the language of war. While country’s...

Just for All by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] Evolved creation is not bad,but human nature turns it so;this spinning sphere of influencemust bear that burden, beings, soat Easter, festivals of faiths,we celebrate how life could be. ‘Bad world, good Friday’ blames wrong lot,for planet but amoral...

Arms Trade by Stephen Kingsnorth

[tabby title="Poem"] An iron fist or brolly dome,both folly for democracywhen folk are bound by tribal chains,identity, roots, family;fig trees, father’s olive groveare axed, sap drip as martyrs’ blood. Believing your own nonsense talk -that self-delusion gladly walkswith assumed allies...