Give a man a problem and leave him to solve it. Give him a dispute and hope he’ll resolve it. Give a man book and teach him to read Give him opportunity and help him achieve. Give him a computer and leave him to play, Finding out all sorts of things to feed his idle […]

Viva Voce*

Speak and ye shall be spoken to. Stay silent and not be heard. The art of the science of communication Sometimes fickle, sometimes absurd, Especially when the need is there To check things out and simply compare: To test the waters, see how things lay Betwixt the worlds of work and play; Each and every […]

The Mythology of Technology*

They gave me a laptop and bade me, ‘Type!’ It’s really only now I reflect on the hype: The status of technology Supposedly empowering me Missing fundamentally The point. To write by hand May be not so grand, All higgledy-piggle With the strokes and wiggles, Crossings out and spelling mistakes But [expletive deleted] it’s the […]


Sometimes I just want to be a b*st**d!! Say my piece and come down hard On petty minded isolates (Small-P political delegates) And anyone with a point of view That even an earthworm would eschew, Peaceful and diligent as s/he is 1 In getting about her daily business, Offering a further metaphor For processing all we may […]


Imagine there’s a heaven: A place disposed to all, Irrespective of each calling, Each epiphany, each fall. The ways we tear ourselves apart By race, by colour, creed- Yet when the cuts run deep How differently do we bleed? How are you by faith defined -By garments, virtue, open mind? By doctrine or by dogmatism […]


If we feared ‘Strangers’ less and took time to acknowledge That, yes, they’re not party to certain knowledge, If we made ourselves available instead of unassailable And recognised the value of potential contributions, Would that perhaps enable more creative solutions? The building of bridges with hope and expectation A singular contribution to the Future of […]

Teamwork *

So close- And yet, sooo far… A situation quite bizarre The inching of the summer term Like a weary, half-anaesthetised earthworm, The rise and fall of its linear form a curiously modest endeavour: Unpleasant to touch and doesn’t do much And is not, apparently, clever…. -Not that you’d really be able to see Without protracted […]