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­SNAKE IN THE GLASS by Chris Green


No one sees him arrive. No-one spots the silver Solstice slide silently through the streets on its way to the big house with the crow-stepped gables on Obsidian Street. 2.391 kata lagi

Short Story

March 18th, 2018

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.

– William Wordsworth


"I Believe in Giving Thanks as Often as I Can to Everything Around Me": David Ligare

I’ve become a great fan of David Ligare, a “post-modern neo-classic” artist based in Carmel Valley, California who has had over forty-five solo exhibitions in New York, London, Los Angeles, Rome and elsewhere. 3.096 kata lagi


Ali Smith's Autumn

When shopping in a bookshop, there is a particular ritual that a bookish person seems to undertake before deciding upon the chosen one. Go immediately to your favourite shelf (if this is a local shop), scan it, umming and erring about a book you have wanted to buy for the past three visits, leave your favourite shelf and be a bit more adventurous and try something you’ve never read before. 493 kata lagi

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March 17th, 2018

Never give a sword to a man who can’t dance.

– Confucius


The Sentry Box

The first sentry always stood in his black and white striped shelter with its red lamp facing the cobblestone plaza in front of the train station. 309 kata lagi

March 16th, 2018

Where words fail, music speaks.

– Hans Christian Andersen