My Name Is Red

My Name Is Red

I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well. Although I drew my last breath long ago and my heart has stopped beating, no one, apart from that vile murderer, knows what’s happened to me. As for that wretch, he felt for my pulse and listened for...
The One Who Waits

The One Who Waits

I live in a well. I live like smoke in the well. Like vapor in a stone throat. I don’t move. I don’t do anything but wait. Overhead I see the cold stars of night and morning, and I see the sun. And sometimes I sing old songs of this world when it was young. How can I...
The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz

The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz

‘Show me a crux and I’ll show you the cracks,’ said the tightly furled man. ‘You’re not talking to squares now, darling. Don’t try to slide by on crossword puzzles and ninety-nine-year leases. The blank spaces are bigger than...