TRIOLET
Flesh triumphs awhile,
And after, the spirit.
By force and by guile
Flesh triumphs awhile,
Then finds but a pile
Of grave-earth to inherit
Flesh triumphs awhile
And after, the spirit.
About This Book
A varied collection of poems and short prose pieces that celebrate the Cotswold and Gloucestershire countryside while exploring love, longing, and spiritual yearning. The poems range from concise nature lyrics—observing rivers, hedges, birds, and seasonal light—to sonnets and free-verse meditations that ask for vision, joy, and fellowship. Several pieces foreground homesickness and the solace of ritual and local customs, others offer wry or reflective commentary on mortality, vanity, and daily life. Prose poems and songs intersperse formal verse, producing a sequence that alternates celebratory rural description, quiet grief, religious petition, and gentle humour.