Promoting the Fraternity across the World
The Hiramic legend sits at the heart of the Master Mason’s degree. Without revealing what belongs to the lodge room alone, this poem reflects on the themes that every brother carries away from that
Every lodge has that moment during the festive board when someone suggests a song and the room goes quiet. We’ve lost the habit. A hundred years ago, no Masonic evening was complete without at least
A wry, affectionate first-person account of mentoring a new brother through his first year in Freemasonry. Every mentor will recognise themselves.
An original poem about the final moments of a lodge night — the handshakes at the door, the cold air, the quiet drive home, and the feeling that you belong to something older than yourself.