Articles tagged ‘Fiction’.

Sunday meditation: True Irish ghost stories
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“The morning of May 18, 1902, was one of the worst that ever dawned in Killarney. All through the day a fierce nor’-wester raged, and huge whi...
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Saturday poem: I would like the angels of Heaven to be among us
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Brigid of Ireland I would like the angels of Heaven to be among us. I would like an abundance of peace. I would like full vessels of charity. I would ...
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Sunday meditation: Aldo Leopold, Silphium
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Every July I watch eagerly a certain country graveyard that I pass in driving to and from my farm. It is time for a prairie birthday, and in one corne...
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Saturday poem: The Canticle of Brother Sun
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by Francis of Assisi (1181 – 1226) English version by Regis Armstrong & Ignatius Brady Most high, omnipotent, good Lord, Praise, glory and ...
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Sunday meditation: Another View of “On The Road”
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Lionel Rolfe In his latest book, Gerald Nicosia has unlocked the dynamic of Jack Kerouac and Neal Cassady, and not a moment too soon. Nicosia, the aut...
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It’s CI’s birthday! Two. How would you live without us? Let us know! Congratulate us. Conditions of congratulating us: 1. No hate bloggers...
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Sunday meditation: Vent 329
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By Jeremiah Ganicoche* You know when you’re facebook-stalking your ex and you find out that she’s married and your fucken world falls apart? Well,...
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Saturday poem: The pathway finally opened
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By Mahsati Ganjavi (12th century). English version by David and Sabrineh Fideler The pathway finally opened When my heart came to rule in the world o...
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Saturday poem: I have always lived in Cuba
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By Heberto Padilla Translated by Andrew McKenna I live in Cuba. I’ve always lived in Cuba. Those years of wandering the world that people have ...
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Saturday poem: Like tangled hair
by Dogen (1200 – 1253) Like tangled hair, The circular delusion Of beginning and end, When straightened out, A dream no longer. Dogen, sometimes...
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Sunday meditation: The father’s prophesy
A CERTAIN man was wont to tell his son, while thrashing him, that he would never come to any good. The boy grew tired of these rebukes, and ran away f...
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Saturday poem: Cuban poets dream no more
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By Heberto Padilla (1932-2000) From Out of the Game Translated by Andrew McKenna Cuban poets dream no more (even at night). They’ll close the do...
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Saturday poem: Yakut prayer
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by Yakut (Anonymous, 19th century) My words are tied in one With the great mountains, With the great rocks, With the great trees, In one with my body...
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Sunday fiction: Christ in a lift
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By Jeremiah Ganicoche It had been a short, hectic day and I was glad it was over. There were some reports I had not gotten around to but that my manag...
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Saturday poem: Let us see
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by Pawnee (Anonymous, 19th century) English version by Daniel Brinton Let us see, is this real, Let us see, is this real, Let us see, is this real, T...
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Sunday meditation: What can we do?
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By Jeremiah Ganicoche* How did it get like this? Tired of the way things are turning out? Do you think something is wrong but not sure what? Want to d...
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Saturday poem: The Lord is in me
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By Kabir, 15th century The Lord is in Me The Lord is in me, and the Lord is in you, As life is hidden in every seed. So rubble your pride, my friend, ...
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The 1851 Monster Meeting of Diggers
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By Jan ‘Yarn’ Wositzky There’s a hidden history at Castlemaine. It’s where the political action that led to the Eureka Stockade began. Today ...
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Sunday fiction: The Telltale Heart
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By Edgar Allan Poe TRUE! nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why WILL you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my se...
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Saturday poem: On this summer night
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by Jusammi Chikako (14th century) On this summer night All the household lies asleep, And in the doorway, For once open after dark, Stands the moon, b...
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Sunday fiction: The fool by heroin overdose in the bathtub
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By Jeremiah Ganicoche* I’ve never played Cluedo but if you were ever dealt my card that is what it would say. It’s a killer hand. They don’t tel...
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Saturday poem: Stony grey soil
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By Patrick Kavanagh O stony grey soil of Monaghan The laugh from my love you thieved You took the gay child of my passion And gave me your clod-concei...
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Sunday meditation: Story is everything
Episode 8, by Josie Emery The Tweet Files A month of writing, distilled from a Twitter diary. We tweet in 140 characters – including spaces and ...
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Saturday poem: Poetry
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By Heberto Padilla Translated by Andrew McKenna Tell the truth. Tell, at least, your truth. And afterwards let it happen, whatever: they smash your p...
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Sunday fiction: Curandero
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By Jeremiah Ganicoche* When I was 15, I saw my familiar spirit. My room was in a bungalow in the backyard and most nights around that age I would stay...
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Saturday poem: Are we there yet?
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By Adam Ford*   are you ready for this? forget I asked there’s no way you could be ready for what has to follow the necessity of the next i...
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Sunday Meditation: The visitation
Story is everything, everything is story Episode 7, by Josie Emery To read what follows. I offer Allen Ginsberg’s advice on such matters and paraphr...
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Saturday poem: Sometimes
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The Ojibway (Chippewa) are one of the most numerous nations of Native Americans. Traditional Ojibway lands are centered in Michigan, Minnesota, Saskat...
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Sunday meditation: The brewery of eggshells
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By T Crofton Croker Mrs Sullivan fancied that her youngest child had been exchanged by “fairies theft”, and certainly appearances warrante...
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Saturday poem: I taught myself to live simply
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by Anna Akhmatova I taught myself to live simply and wisely, to look at the sky and pray to God, and to wander long before evening to tire my superflu...
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Story is everything, everything is story
By Josephine Emery Episode 6 The other day I gave a hitcher a lift from Castlemaine to Maldon. He was stumbling along the road carrying a metal detect...
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