Power to the poetry

You have the universe in your hair and the stars on your brow. I would wrap you up in heaven’s rainbow cloak, But I am a poor man. My only currency is hope. You are like an orchard abundant with fruit

Pick of the week’s correspondence

LETTERS

I greatly enjoyed your interview with Alice Roberts about her new book Domination, (Books Interview, September), and its argument that the church was essentially Rome rebadged, with its structures and

Our pick of your best letters and some wise words from our favourite stars…

The sixtieth anniversary ‘heritage’ edition of Ariel