About ten years ago I started writing a reworking of Dylan Thomas’ play for voices, Under Milk Wood, as one about the village that raised me from birth to young womanhood. In Under Lyth Hill, my fictional trendy vicar Rev. Freddie Brown recites his prayers for the people and place he loves.
Be More Blake
With a strength I’ve never had before,
I push my way out of death…and cry,
Face to the sky, seeing the stars
Water heaven with their tears
And wash the dirt from my hands.
I am free.
A short poem and recording based on The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
Hallowe’en games and activities for everyone! While All Hallow’s Eve can be an alarming and scary time for some us, it can be also a lot of fun. These activities are designed for children under the age of ten, and…