We live on a spinning globe, and sometimes it seems as if our own private world in spinning too, but out of control … though it’s never quite like that …
MAP OF THE WORLD
time spins on its axis
mapped for each individual
with continents of memory
oceans of thanksgiving
hours tilt to longitudes
of personality
latitudes of growth
the poles darkened
by grief
all bound by an
equator of joy
To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.