christina rossetti

Art, Faith, Music, Poetry, Singleness

All existence is a long advent


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I’ve written of life as a ‘long defeat’ in the past but maybe a ‘long advent’ is the other side. Here are a few links from the web. A great post on why Christmas is precisely for those who hate it most: In the irony of all ironies, Christmas is for those who will find

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Poetry

Faint, yet pursuing


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Oh, the best laid plans and all … I actually had a silly drama getting to that bush walk on Saturday, which I mostly created myself, such that I missed the first two kilometres of it, and I was going to write what would probably have turned into a long story, but in the end

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Poetry

Tending my lot


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A new beginning calls for a return to old beginnings and my dearest literary friend Christina Rossetti. There has not been enough poetry, either in my life or on the blog, of late, so here I will place one. I’ve alluded before to the idea of the desert blooming as the rose (which one day

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Where the love really is at Christmas


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I bought this little wooden nativity scene this year. One day I am going to make one, but till then. So, it was my last day of work for 2016 yesterday. I feel quite chuffed with myself that in the last few weeks I gave myself a hasty crash course in Adobe InDesign (there was

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Easter Monday poem by Christina Rossetti


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I have posted this one before, but here it is again for this Easter Monday. Easter present to myself from the Handmade shop, made by RJ Crosses.    EASTER MONDAY Out in the rain a world is growing green,    On half the trees quick buds are seen        Where glued-up buds have been.

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