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Chain, Chain, Chain

‘The sheep eat grass. You eat the sheep. Voila!
You are eating sunshine paused along its route
though living creatures,’ laughs the carrion crow
uneasily. He knows he’s next. 16 more words

Poems By Alan Reynolds


After doing enough of this and that we die;
the life on Earth that continues is not ours.
Snows alternate with seasons of bright flowers. 40 more words

Poems By Alan Reynolds

Visit with Dead Friend

He leans into the wall. That makes me shiver.
Not ‘against’ but ‘into’ – he’s flaunting that he’s a ghost.
I have to convince him I think he’s alive or… 90 more words

Poems By Alan Reynolds

An Epitaph for Anacreon; and Some of His Poems

Greek Anthology 7.26, Antipater of Sidon

“Stranger passing by the humble grave of Anakreon,
If my books were of any use to you,
Pour some wine on my ashes, pour it out in drops… 132 more words


Horseman, Pass By

One of the nicest things about teaching: returning to texts and authors I haven’t read for years. This week, some of my students have been studying Yeats. 488 more words

November news

Last Friday saw the publication of my first full length, peer-reviewed article, Verse Epitaphs and the Memorialisation of Women in Reformation England, commissioned by… 179 more words


Epitaphs, Monday 7 Nov. 2016

Under this sod, and under these trees,
Lieth the body of Samuel Pease;
He is not in this hole, but only his pod,
He shelled out his soul and went up to God. 96 more words