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…

5 days 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…

3 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…

7 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,…

1 year 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