Tag Archives: Shakespeare

Full Fathom

I did first ask if it was too soon. In this case, to bowdlerize the first sentence of Love in the Time of Cholera: “It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the run on spices … Continue reading

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Rounded with a Sleep

  A bridge half-swallowed by fog seems the stuff of disturbed dreams.   But it seems equally otherworldly to happen in a city upon fields of grapefruit-sized lavender flowers, or fairy dwellings–or to see Suessian scarlet roping spilling from around a … Continue reading

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