“The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Although the two are identical twins, man, as a rule, views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for (at some forty-five hundred … Continue reading from ‘Speak, Memory: An Autobiography Revisited’ by Nabokov
[removed from blog] This piece was published in The Penny Dreadful Magazine, issue 7, which you can find here: http://www.thepennydreadful.org/index.php/issue/
This short novel was my first return to Huxley since studying his canonical dystopian text Brave New World, which, admittedly, put me off for a few years. But The Genius and the Goddess is a far cry from Huxley's straight-talking, somewhat laboured, illustration of false utopia, which may not be a surprise since it is … Continue reading REVIEW: ‘The Genius and the Goddess’ by Aldous Huxley
I wrote a poem the day after the funeral. It was easy and painful and exploitative and necessary. It was about our line to the bathroom, about the shadow of doubt cast over the vanity of such an act. The question hung in the air when my father applied aftershave, and came dropping down on … Continue reading Nude
If I open your legs, and put you to my ear, will I hear the sea of men that came before me?
L. Addicott 