Franklin’s Library
The sailor looks up from the book. He looks up, out of the oily coin of candlelight lying on the page. He can still hear the shore crowd at Greenhithe, …
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The sailor looks up from the book. He looks up, out of the oily coin of candlelight lying on the page. He can still hear the shore crowd at Greenhithe, …
Read More“Lubyanka, 2 September 1918” by David Bezmozgis My dear Mika, Though you have made it clear that you do not care for me, my heart nevertheless insists that I address …
Read MoreThis will be something to tell our children. That’s the first thing she remembers him saying to her. They were in a taxicab and he was holding her hand. She …
Read MoreJust like people, poets can develop unhealthy, adverse, and sometimes dangerous habits. Poets are cute but, let’s face it, they can disrupt a household. Like children, they need guidance and …
Read MoreSamson’s father was an Israelite named Manoah. Manoah was an intellectual and a man of peace. He believed the troubles between his people and the Philistines could be solved through …
Read MoreBilly Constable hadn’t been sleeping soundly and at four o’clock one June morning he found himself prowling his living room with a cup of coffee clutched in an unsteady hand. …
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