Taylor,B. (2010) Queens Head


It was the year of opposites.
God had deserted us and in turn we resented him.
The economy happily collapsed our little nests of worldly security and in its wake a redundant nation wept.
The long summer of fruit cider and grilled fish surrendered to cold nights and wintry ales.
But from the ashes of our broken homes, a new hope was born.
With tangible urgency; we devoured life, tasted death and emerged changed.