The young man was in a bamboo cage, thrown on a muddy floor, wet with water or perhaps urine. I could hear the buzzing of the flies around him.… More

The Chameleon Couch

The One-Handed ConcertoAfter Paul Wittgensteinlost his right hand in the Great War,he begged his friend Ravelfor a concerto of muted tom-toms& peacock feathers underneath the tempo.Something oceanic, with gusto… More

A Time for Everything

That afternoon the sea reached the valley.They stood at the top of the steep mountain face and watched it happen. When they’d got there, tipped off by Javan and… More