David Selzer is a writer of poetry, prose fiction, screenplays and stage plays. He embraces digital platforms to share his work of more than fifty years… READ MORE


  • HERE ENDETH

    On Palm Sunday, a Scout Troop prepares

    to enter the Parish Church – Victorian,

    sandstone, its ‘dull interior’ mentioned

    in Pevsner. Boys with badges for everything

    celebrate the man of nothings. Flags

    and cornets are favourable exchange

    for fronds and donkey. Who would not believe

    or ensure that suffering had purpose,

    that someone should do our dying for us?

    But who needs Jesus, with napalm and drought?

    So let us now mock famous gods or lose

    ourselves. The Reformation closes with

    everyone Messiah.



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