The Gothic Word

NEW POETRY

Telling Time by Joshua Alan Sturgill

The Kingdom of Heaven by Phillip Neal Tippin


THE WEEKLY MACHEN


Wells_clockMy Wandering Week, Part II … I saw the walls again at the time of the afterglow. Their creams and greys and ambers were all flushed, and were as rose-coloured samite; the figures of the Apostles and Saints, the Kings and the Martyrs that stand in their stories in the marvellous west front shone in clear glory. And then the dusk fell, and the great church became a vague height beneath the dim appearance of the evening stars.

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