Margaret Elphinstone

Margaret Elphinstone

The water poured down in white streaks. Hail rattled on the tent hide. White light flashed round us where we sat, still damp and breathless from running for shelter. Thunder tore the sky apart like a tree trunk splitting when it falls, then like rocks tumbling over a...
Anne Waldman

Anne Waldman

I touched down in Italia at the exact moment of the first “attacco” on the World Trade Center in New York City. Trying to comprehend, absorb, respond to and live with this “charnel ground” event, subsequent events and the ensuing War on Terror – along with the...
Ikue Mori

Ikue Mori

I’ve never stayed in such a beautiful place for such a long period of time and, in the beginning, I thought this was too quiet for me. But as time went by, I started hearing all sorts of sounds around me. All those creatures, leaves falling, mushrooms popping up,...
Tom Sleigh

Tom Sleigh

Second Sight In my fantasy of fatherhood, in which I’m your real father, not just the almost dad arriving through random channels of divorce, you and I don’t lie to one another— shrugging each other off when words get the best of us but coming full circle...