“It won’t last,” says the seasoned voice; but I want it to linger. Through my upstairs window this morning, I (…) Read More
Inspired by the article by Ray Burke, “Light Returns from Yeats’s ‘Winding Stair,’” in Weekend, Irish Times, Saturday January 11th, (…) Read More
Yesterday, I harvested my first yield. Rich, dark earth, soft in my hands. It had been in the making since (…) Read More
1984 was a time of deep unrest in South Africa. The Apartheid regime seemed determined to hold on to power. (…) Read More
The little girl’s hand rested on the earth in the window box, even though her dad was carrying it. It (…) Read More
