They are in the living room now. The wheelchair is beside the sofa, and the September sun creates liquid patterns on the carpet, like the water feature they hav...
It is halfway through Karl Jenkin’s Palladio that he makes his decision. Somewhere in between the Largo and the Vivace, when the tempo steps up and th...
The man is tall. Even taller than the ones before. He comes in a jeep, with four others. I watch them through our door. Father shows them to their ger. He tells...
Translated from the Greek by Vanessa Wildenstein
An optimist by general consent, the cheerful young man, whose patience often skirted the edges of naiveté, t...
22nd of 5th
Stepping into the Post Office for a break from the rain on Thursday morning, I heard J.F. talking about “Unseens.”
Now what class of a crimina...
It’s an odd old thing, this group, Marlene thinks, as she sits in the small, dust-scented room and waits to see who will show. On her pad, she has written a col...
From one side Lawrence could see over the town. The Abbey was the most prominent feature. The Waitrose car park also drew the eye. Looking the other way he saw ...
It was a copse viewed by the artist from across a river, that much was clear, at first. The way vermillion bled into jade, just so, with emerald swirling around...
