I once lived in Sydney I once lived in Sydney,the Venice of the very Far East,where boats glide on ancient watersthat mirror a kaleidoscope of things,some yachts, aeroplanes and fairie dwellings,all basking in coves and bays of tranquility. There was … Continue reading
You Woo Me You speak of a coast that’s so pristine,where the sand is decked with shells and pearls,where the fish that venture into the airare safe from spears and goring hooks. There the trees that hum to the eager … Continue reading
The Italian Kitchen Paulette was the most elegant person I had ever known,a ballet dancer, half-Swiss, half-Italian, with a British home.We walked into a cafe in Glasgow’s trendiest zone,the only friend I had made then during my studentship abroad. It … Continue reading
Autumnal Water is my element,hence the Summer became a girlhood’s favourite scene,heralding swimming, boats and vanilla ice-cream,but it took English Studies in my late teensto make me enamored with autumnal traits. Grey became imbued with a literary hue,with the Brontës … Continue reading
Blessed I’m blessed with eyes that look inwards,that see the departed and joys to come,that sifts the beauty that’s foiled with smog,that keeps a gallery of lakes and fjords. I’m blessed with ears that vie with shells for capacity to … Continue reading
She was ushered by her uncle into the only room that was close to the front door of her grandparents’ spacious but very old house. He mumbled something in utter disapproval at her newly shaven head, which looked as a … Continue reading
I sift through a treasure of photos that my Dad’s death has unearthed and pore over one of an acquaintance who had a fleeting presence in my childhood. I have a vivid memory that conjures every single detail, colour, smell … Continue reading
Dr. Susie Gharib is a graduate of the University of Strathclyde.Her poetry and fiction have appeared in The Curlew, A New Ulster,Straylight Magazine, Down in the Dirt, The Ink Pantry, thePennsylvania Literary Journal, Mad Swirl, Leaves of Ink, the AvalonLiterary … Continue reading
Find a large cardboard box, and with a broad permanent marker or similarly bold writing implement, write ‘Time Machine’ on the side. It must be written in black ink since no other colour will do the job. Open the lid and … Continue reading