Every separation is a link – confessions of a trans-theist and the poetics of belief
These days I’m thinking about a metaphor found in the writings of Simone Weil: Two prisoners in adjoining cells are divided by a rock wall. Over what must...
These days I’m thinking about a metaphor found in the writings of Simone Weil: Two prisoners in adjoining cells are divided by a rock wall. Over what must...
Three Sisters Creek Rocks like flung rosaries,water like sparkling wine,white between willows,and bluebells,and the sun shattering through ...
I have no right to write this. (But of course the person who pens a sentence like this invariably carries on.) I’m white, male, assuredly unaware of some ...
Trevor Herriot continues to write some of the best nature literature around. His three previous books – Grass, Sky, Song, (which earned him a nomination for the...