There Are Rivers In The Sky

There Are Rivers In The Sky

‘Grandma, those winged giants that you said Leila saw in her youth, what happened to them?’ ‘The lamassus? They’re gone.’ ‘Where?’ ‘Who knows – Europe, America … Now they’re kept in big houses called museums. They’re not in their native soil any more, although...
Cannery Row

Cannery Row

It was not so interesting driving at night. No dogs to see, only the highway lighted with his headlights. Doc speeded up to finish the trip. It was about two o’clock when he got to La Jolla. He drove through the town and down to the cliff below which his tidal flat...
Wind, Sand and Stars

Wind, Sand and Stars

They are not searching for us yet, or, to be more precise, they are searching elsewhere for us. Probably in Arabia. And in fact we shall hear no plane until tomorrow, after abandoning our own. And that single distant flight will mean nothing to us. Black specks...
The Penelopiad

The Penelopiad

It was stupid of Icarius to try to drown the daughter of a naiad, however. Water is our element, it is our birthright. Although we are not such good swimmers as our mothers, we do have a way of floating, and we’re well connected among the fish and seabirds. A...
The Art Of Life

The Art Of Life

What is Wrong with Happiness? The question in the title would baffle many a reader. And it is meant to baffle – to prompt one to pause and think. To pause in what? In our pursuit of happiness, which – as most readers would probably agree – is on our minds most of the...