And he came to me, star browed and milk breathed, all gentleness and yet as tall as I was with those great, heavy eyes. He searched my pockets for sugar cubes and I laughed, which startled him. Neither of us was very brave, but we each wanted something desperately from the other. I held out [...]
“I don’t believe in coincidence.” Rose said “it’s messy and meaningless, a cosmic excuse for anything too difficult to explain.” She bit the blade of grass in half, savouring the bittergreen flavour.
“Then what do you call it,” asked the red haired boy “if it isn’t just an accident?” He liked the way the sun fringed [...]
I made a little moss jar, with the green fairy carpet from the red brick path. Rolling downs and feathery green flowers. It smells of waterfalls and rocky creeks. Cottingley Beck. I can’t wait to see who moves in.
In the morning I found a cold silver bell, dripping dew, in my garden. Left behind by midnight revellers, it was caught on a vine and played a silken melody to the wind. I picked it like a tiny argent pear. I shall wear it on my charm bracelet and use it to catch Their [...]
Beyond the ken of mortal men
Beneath the wind and waves
There lies a land of shells and sand
Of chasms, crags and caves
Where coral castles climb and soar
Where swaying seaweeds grow
And all around without a sound
The ocean currents flow
Graeme Base
I don’t remember where I got this box, or who made it or when, but the words inside [...]
