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Urban huntersFaces in a crowd… or pictures at an exhibition? Nuances of light and shade, of substance and form,…

Memories of snowThe snow of childhood was different. It was gentle, magical. Huge snowflakes (they were this big) floating down from an even, grey sky.

Notes on the development of language“Uh.” / “M.” / These are arguably two of the very first utterances by our early ancestors … Let’s imagi…

A little something to keep me goingJohn Montagu, 4th Earl of Sandwich, sits with a few choice companions – all movers and shakers (either that or just rich and idle). He is h…

Old GodsZeus, in the Big Chair, handing out all the responsibilities: "OK, Aphrodite, you’ll be in charge of all the beautiful people, a…

haiku challengedowny ear-lobe … / bedtime smile / by crackling logs

A serene cacophonyQuiet chatter and bustle.The urgent sound of milk being forced into action for a capuccino. And again. In the background (it’s all ba…

BreathSix word story: Your breath…

My NationMy Nation is better than your nation. / My God is greater than your god. / My Name is more noble than your name. / My Flag flies higher tha…

The Struggle to DestinyGentle knights, comfort us with your presence. / We are yet untouched, though our safety is shattered;

In pursuit of bodily harmHorses and fishing rods. At first glance, they don’t seem to have much in common. One’s got legs and can run like the clappers;…

If only…He orders a second coffee, and something decadent from the counter display. Caffeine and chocolate. Both ‘c’ words; like ‘…

If only… the story continuesThere was a brief lull in the conversation … he did happen to lift his eyes off the page for a moment, in time to see her step through the …

The gardenIs that the time? Look where the sun is now! The day’s just flying past. Ah well, why should I worry – it’s not as if I have to…