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10 April 2009

Verse Portrait 70: The Cardinal

Took him in dislike
the first / only time we met:
the Church’s rising star
chairing the prison inquiry;
attentive, serious, seeming to care.
(I represented reform.)

Nothing of course happened.
I saw his report: contrary
to his reassurances on the day,
leaning hard to conservative.

Since, paedophile scandals
he failed to act on;
banning gay worship.

“Pompous, arrogant…” says my husband,
watching him pontificate on TV.

Too right.


  1. ah yes, somehow gay as love among equals or adults who choose, is seen as a threat but boundary crossing against a power dynamic of non-equals isn't. Principles are hard to fathom sometimes.

  2. I hope everyone gets the ambiguity in the last line! This man is very right of centre, and seems to me an ambitious career priest to boot - always a bit sus in a profession that one would hope was motivated by spiritual vocation.