Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
Monday, September 28, 2020
The Newspaper of Imagination
Imagine a world
Where you could
Open the paper
And see only good news,
With stunning pictures
Of your favourite animal
Or a scenic view.
Imagine the feeling
Of utter exuberance
Turning the pages
And all the stories
About your sports team
Were fair written
By unbiased commentators.
Imagine a day
When any old rag
Reported the weather
And it was accurate
A week in advance,
So you could plan
Outings without worrying.
Imagine the society
That was so reflected
In its media
That politicians knew
They could not lie
And get away with
Scams and scandals.
Imagine a newspaper
With such integrity
That it was revered
By the public
And unceremoniously held
As the prevailing standard
By all other publications.
Imagine not having to
Imagine such a thing.
Sunday, May 17, 2020
The Headline
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Take a moment if you will
To go beyond the headline, sir.
There’s more to this story
Than the first thing you see in type.
Be wary of that screaming header
And use your brain instead, ma’am.
Not every tale is as it appears
When first you begin to read.
They are designed to draw you in
But not give away the answer,
To elicit a response in some way
Whether that’s good, bad or ugly.
They can make you laugh out loud
Or take you to the verge of tears,
They can cause your blood to boil
Or fill you with indifference.
But they are not the whole story,
You must read and read and read.
And just when you think you’re done
You must go and read some more.