‘Latitude and Loss’: A Poem by Martin Briggs
Latitude and Loss One spring morning they announced themselves at last: a faintly murmured intercourse emerging surely from the ...
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‘Black Shuck’: A Poem by Martin Briggs
Black Shuck There are curious marks on the north door of Holy Trinity, in Blythburgh, England. Tradition has it ...
‘Faust Foresees His End’: A Poem by Martin Briggs
Faust Foresees His End Now, as holy darkness falls And curfew reigns within the walls, To each gatehouse troops ...
‘Remains’: A Deep Sea Poem by Martin Briggs
Remains No-one saw them tumble empty down the fathoms, somersaulting gently on their way, at random caught and wafted ...
Cynthia, thanks for your response. We need those cardinal virtues.
Thanks for your comment, Margaret B. You're right that those mid-20th century decades seemed innocent to us, and I think…
Jonathan, you wave the red, white, and blue well in this stirring patriotic lyric. The colors appear symbolic, among which…
Jason, thank you for your kind words. - JG
Thank you so much, Paul, for finding the poem inspiring. Its method is much more "outline history" than Greene's absorbing…
