Going Solo

Going Solo

‘I saw Major Griffiths and his wife running round the deck naked the other morning,’ I said. ‘You call that dotty?’ Miss Trefusis said with a snort. ‘That’s normal. ‘ ‘I didn’t think so.’ ‘You’ve...
Go, Went, Gone

Go, Went, Gone

So listen, the owl says now: The more highly developed a society is, the more its written laws come to replace common sense. In Germany, I estimate that only two-thirds of our laws are still anchored in the emotional lives of the people, as it were. The other third...
Go, Went, Gone

Go, Went, Gone

Before Richard moved to the outskirts with his wife, they’d lived in an apartment, a mere two hundred yards as the crow flies from West Berlin. And they lived there almost as peacefully as they later lived in the countryside. The Wall had turned their street into a...
The Madonna of the Sea

The Madonna of the Sea

There is a Madonna at the bottom of the crystalline waters off the coast of Lampedusa, Italy, standing guard near a gap where two rocks curve in an unfinished embrace. Dead leaves and fish float above her like drifting feathers, shimmering in the swatch of sunlight...
The Shipping News

The Shipping News

“If he’d gone on with the others he’d likely have gone into a miserable life. You ask me, Canada was built on the slave labor of those poor Home children, worked to the bone, treated like dirt, half starved and crazed with lonesomeness. See, my father kept in touch...