Moonballs from Planet Earth

I was reflecting on the weirdness of Donald Trump refusing to concede to Joe Biden and the words that came to mind, unbidden, were: “The pla...

Do we have an English word for a mother’s shadow, for her presence, for the comfort derived from a mother physically being there?  I don’t t...

The Tube is on strike today. Everybody's cursing (including me). Meaning, it's not a bad day to remember one of my favourite poems,...

I’m homesick. I want to go home, to a place where I feel safe, to a place where I know stuff, like I know that democracy is good, ...

"Oftentimes have I heard you speak of one who commits a wrong as though he were not one of you, but a stranger unto you and an intru...

Luke Skywalker strides towards the twin sunset on Tatooine I'd posted yesterday about the poem "Keep Ithaka always in the mi...

Came across another classically inspired poem. This time, I didn't randomly spot it on the tube. It came to my inbox in a farewell e...

Spent fifteen minutes or so staring at these words on the London Underground: The world`s great age begins anew, The golden years...