Apr 4, 2026 | Essays, Non-Fiction |
‘David has decided,’ one of his aides explained, when I met him later, ‘that one cannot criticise a war when there are troops on the ground.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Well … we have had that debate. But he feels it is a principle of British government.’ ‘But Churchill criticised the...
Jul 6, 2024 | Fiction, Poetry |
I. Truly, I live in dark times! An artless word is foolish. A smooth forehead Points to insensitivity. He who laughs Has not yet received The terrible news. What times are these, in which A conversation about trees is almost a crime For in doing so we maintain our...
Mar 11, 2023 | Fiction, Short Stories |
Open Arms His face turned to me now, and I could not draw a breath. I thought for a moment that my first impression of him had been correct. He was a ghost and this was the moment he would carry me away with him. My breath was gone, never to return. But he did not...