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With the homecoming of Team GB from Rio, we have much to celebrate. Our Olympians’ extraordinary achievements have been uplifting and very inspiring to watch. Each of us will have had our own favourite sport -- be it swimming, gymnastics, athletics or another. But what is clear, from the media coverage, is that this success was achieved by years of hard work and investment in young athletes from an early age. That investment has paid off with Britain coming second in the medals table ahead of vastly bigger countries like China and Russia. It’s truly wonderful and has been recognized yesterday by the Queen and no doubt will also be reflected in the Honours List too.
Closer to home at St Mary’s, we also have a champion to celebrate. Last week our Heritage Education Officer, Penny Boxall, received the highly prestigious EdwinMorgan Poetry Award at the Edinburgh International Book Festival. This is a very competitive award given to a young talented poet to acknowledge their extraordinary literary achievement. Scroll down to the Poetry Corner section to read more about Penny’s fabulous success and hear from Penny about the poets who have inspired her.
So it’s time to celebrate all round and looking forward to seeing you on Sunday!
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Sunday 28th August Trinity 14 10.30am - Sung Eucharist
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Love
Love rules. Love laughs. Love marches. Love
is the wolf that guards the gate.
Love is the food of music, art, poetry. It
fills us and fuels us and fires us to create.
Love is terror. Love is sweat. Love is bashed
pillow, crumpled sheet, unenviable fate.
Love is the honour that kills and saves and nothing
will ever let that high ambiguity abate.
Love is the crushed ice that tingles and shivers
and clinks fidgin-fain for the sugar-drenched
absinth to fall on it and alter its state.
With love you send a probe
So far from the globe
No one can name the shoals the voids the belts the
zones the drags the flares it signals all to
leave all and to navigate.
Edwin Morgan (1920-2010)
I had the huge honour, last week, of receiving the Edwin Morgan Poetry Award at the Edinburgh International Book Festival. Edwin Morgan was by all accounts – including that of my school English teacher, who was taught by him at Glasgow – a truly kind man; I think we can see that clearly from this beautiful, affecting poem (reproduced from the Scottish Poetry Library’s website). Morgan himself gave a great account of this poem on that site (http://www.scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/poetry/poems/love-0), concluding: ‘My final imagery in the poem, taken from space flight and the sending of probes to distant parts of the universe, reminds us of love’s most mysterious value, its exploration of the unknown, its commitment to something beyond convention and control, its open acknowledgement or declaration (‘I love you’) from which there is no going back. No going back, and despite all the risks involved – rebuff, jealousy, separation, violence, bereavement – the signals sent back by the probe are positive and encouraging.’
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