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Casting a Pebble: Poetry by Janet Henderson

'It is a mathematical fact that the casting of this pebble from my hand alters the centre of gravity of the universe.' (Sartor Resartus, Thomas Carlyle).

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Janet Henderson: Currently writing and freelancing in a number of roles, my journey has included teaching theology with the Cambridge Theological Federation and being an archdeacon, parish priest, hospice manager and renal nurse. I've served as a Director of St John's College, Durham, as a Trustee and Chair of Clinical Governance at St Michael's Hospice, Harrogate, as a Trustee of Marrick Priory, an outdoor adventure centre in Swaledale and as a member of the Advisory Group for CODEC, a Biblical literacy and digital space project at Durham University. I attend Quaker Meeting, practise Tai Chi, lead a handbell group and love playing the piano and swimming.

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