Assimilate To take into conformity and incorporate, as one's own, absorb. Unconscious Alliance: waiting for nothing in return. We only have forever sworn to secrecy. That's hiding in plain sight; without form or void. In an artificial, lifelike bird flying in sequence. Watch as they disappear, separate only by time. Now and not yet holding their absence in the twilight. All is but a dream, and everything is so clearly real. Yet, it still...

As Time Continues The form of its manifestation. There will be light step by step. As time continues. Waiting to believe reaches back to the beginning as the end unfolds. precisely toward one destination in between two points. That has merged into a decisive decision, change reaction Steady and slow to come, easy to go. It shows in your flow. Almost there, just out of reach. Like salmon fish out of water resting in a tree, built nests surrounded...

CHANGING SEASON The legacy one chooses to leave behind, in the memories of faded time. Beneath the same sun from day to night, glimpses of the way beyond Vanishing, as though absence from the conscious world, memories of time spent on earth. Those dreams that were once far-off beacons of the future at a cost. Life distant flickers, until small moments flow; waiting for the magic hour to glow. Starlight in your eyes, filled with hope. When...

Reading is what I do. That’s the explanation I often give for my views. I sometimes add, I also write. But most readers aren’t interested in that. Lucy Mangan does both. She shares her home with her Bookworm husband and child and around 10 000 books. I love books too, but I’m not allowed to love them that much. ‘Books have not isolated me, they have connected me,’ Mangan tells us. Reading is an unnatural act. Think of it in analogous terms of...

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walden_(2023_film) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walden Walden is a good name for a film. A good name for an American character. Walden (Emile Hirsch) is a court stenographer in a small southern town. The film was shot in Atlanta. Everyone knows each other. Everyone knows Walden. But he’s really not worth knowing. Penny dreadful. I was going to explain the plot. But if you’ve watched as many Scooby Doo cartoons as I...

Comfort Women by Nora Okja Keller began as a short story. Keller turned it into an acclaimed debut novel. Comfort Women sounds kind of nice. A pseudonym for mass rape, torture and mass murder by Japanese soldiers who invaded Korea in the same way England invaded Ireland. Japanese Imperialism, claiming to be ‘for the good of Koreans’, failed when atomic bombs were dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The roots of genocide remain because some...

I don’t usually read books twice. But I was browsing and picked Władysław Szpilman’s autobiography again. He was born in 1911. He had two sisters and a brother. They were taken with his mother and father, East, for resettlement. They were killed by the Nazis. Wladyslaw survived the Warsaw ghetto. The Warsaw uprising. He was almost killed by his Russian saviours. He was one of the few Jews to survive. He needed not just one miracle but many...

Henry Marsh was once part of an elite group of around 200 neurosurgeons in England. Not only that, he’s a Sunday Times Bestseller. His focus here is letting go. With the help of an editor, this is his diary written over a year from the Covid-19 epidemic. His fears and doubts as he moved from being part of the establishment to just another NHS patient. A fearful old man with cancer of the prostrate. ‘Although I was to come to terms fairly quickly...

In the introduction, Bill Bryson explains to the editor of the Mail on Sunday , who is an old friend, the reasons he can’t write a weekly column for the magazine Night & Day . Notes from a Big Country are a collection of these columns published in the Mail on Sunday , 1996-1998. It would be the equivalent of me publishing my blog column. The Big Country Bryson refers to is America. He is a returning citizen taking with him an English wife,...

Crossing the River was shortlisted for the Booker Prize. It’s not one book, but many stories linked to what it means to be human, to be black and bought and sold, to be despised because of your skin colour. I wasn’t paying much attention to the story’s through-line or theme. ‘A desperate foolishness. The crops failed. I sold my children. I remember. I led them (two boys and a girl)…My Nash. My Martha. My Travis. Their lives fractured.’ ‘The...