Eric Ravilious

A Better Class of Train

The two-forty-five express — Paddington to Market Blandings, first stop Oxford—stood at its piatform with that air of well-bred reserve…

3 months ago

A Bonfire in the Dark

When I was in the emergency room last year having busted my elbow, a nurse asked whether I had ever…

5 months ago

The Hard Way

I received a book in the mail this week. Nothing unusual about that even though I do try to buy…

10 months ago

On the Seashore of Endless Worlds

In 1913, the Nobel Prize in Literature was awarded to the Bengali poet Rabindranath Tagore "because of his profoundly sensitive,…

2 years ago

Where I Am At

I like to learn and one of the things I have learned is that I really don't like being taught.…

5 years ago

It’s December

It's December and the full onslaught of the cultural waterboarding of commercial Christmas is about to roll out. Before it…

7 years ago

A Wartime Education

Britain declared war on Germany just after U.A. Fanthorpe's birthday in 1939. She was ten. Living in Kent she was…

8 years ago

Traveler, there is no road

Traveler, there is no road Caminante, no hay camino Traveler, your footprints are the only road, nothing else. Traveler, there…

8 years ago

A Local Train of Thought

There's a comfort in routines and familiar sounds. Some towns have a noon whistle. If you've lived near a school…

8 years ago