Poetry From Letters To My Comrades I From Letters To My Comrades II From Letters To My Comrades III The King Is Mad Rat At the Beetle Supper
If Veronika were younger she’d be a New Scot. She was born in Vienna, but her Austrian parents soon moved her to Scotland ‘for a year’ …and never went home. That was back in the 60s. Veronika trained as an archaeologist and a teacher but became a campaigner. She has been active for peace, social […]
“It’s toxic masculinity. Male entitlement. Men and boys in a sweetie shop, helping themselves, and yet they’re ragin’. If you’re still thinking “Not All Men!” you are part of the problem.” I needed a news blackout. Waking in the mornings and searching for that elusive cause to my existential angst, the images of a medieval-style […]
