A Bull Ring Recital

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

Into God’s house below the Bull Ring – it offers automatic doors which open to a wild piano recital before empty pews – set C of E stiff – aligned and tuned to religious creaks – here only stained sunlight warms as fat chattering volunteers spit in tongues – the pianist is subsumed by her...


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The Lungs of God

By Mike Bell Poetry No comments

I stand under this vault
of our common church -
off-centre on this sea-girt isle .../


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