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Nativity
There was no room but each excuse had its own space, Every negation required its own dimensions. Comfort of course demands numerous metres squared, ... A poem by Joseph Evans
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Advent promise or smoke screens and mirrors?
Modern technology takes Sr Carolyn Morrison back to 15th century Italy to discover a Renaissance masterpiece. But does it work?
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The pen is mightier than the keyboard: Why writing is wonderful
Humans have used the written word for centuries, yet it is being replaced by computer work-processing. Harking back to medieval literature, Jasmine Jones discusses the beauty of writing, and our duty as humans to appreciate and preserve it.
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Away in a Hollywood Manger
Faith and film go together like … well, oil and water. They tend to sit one on top of the other, never really successfully merging. Ronnie Convery asks whether movies are the right medium for mystery.
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Why so serious?
“Why so serious?” Remember those adolescent days when your friends would repeat this with irritating insistence? Jonathan Parreño wants to know why Todd Philipp's new Joker film is so unremittingly grim.
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Child’s Song
I had a silver penny once and a yellow toy balloon But I lost my penny down a drain and the wind stole my balloon. A poem by Peter McCrudden Convery
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Adam
I am clay, dust, Colour of rust, Earthy, muddy, Soil born, ruddy, So feminine, Cursed by sin. A poem by Joseph Evans
