She had to hand it to them, they were good, they were wily; she didn’t know how they did it, but they made one big mistake that gave their game away—everything happened at the same time, in the same way each day. 07:56, outside her window the little red-breasted bird alights on snowy branches, it… Read more
I recently came across Robert Graves’ poem ‘O Love in Me’ and was immediately impressed by its beautiful, stark imagery. This poem reminds us that love—that wonderful sun-drenched feeling of happiness and acceptance—is nourished by simple things, but is also stalked at the peripheries by darkness. The apple, perhaps an allusion to the Garden of Eden,… Read more
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