It's that time of year again with the lights on the Christmas tree twinkling softly whilst seasonal jazz music plays gently in the...

Peace. It's the word I would use to describe this moment in time. Albeit brief, these are the moments I've been trying to cling to,...

Sitting still for the first today today, I feel the heaviness and the tumbling questions… The only light comes from the small living room...

The Bridge Builder - a poem by Will Allen Dromgoole (1860-1934)