I myself have been tempted for a long time by the cloud-moving wind — filled with a strong desire to wander.
I myself have been tempted for a long time by the cloud-moving wind — filled with a strong desire to wander.
A poem from Mike Ladd reflecting on time, memory, love and ephemerality
A collection of all the articles we’ve published over the past month, for those who like to savor their Magpies’ tidings as an issue.
“But maybe the image can serve as a metaphor — not just for that dusty street, or the ever-expanding city, or the long-suffering country — but for the sad state of a world capable of so much more.”
“In person, there was a beauty to the impossibility of fitting all of its warm earthy columns and ornate weathered teal domes into your frame of vision at once.”
“To see the dignity, strength and enthusiasm of the students, their refusal to be drawn into violence, and their commitment to spreading compassion and unity is remarkable.”
We were grateful for the opportunity to ask Don Julien a few questions about his photography.
“The photos not only capture the accidental Mondrian-like effect of relegation of the maintenance of building envelopes to individual tenants, they also reveal a Dorian-Gray’s-like picture of the inefficiencies of neo-liberalism and the cumulative effects of decades of rising economic inequality and shirking of collective investment in an important component of the infrastructure that enables and sustains us.”
Writer and nomad Isabelle Eberhardt traversed and explored the Maghreb with a critical eye. She not only condemned French colonialism, but also the established gender roles of her era.
“In this place, there is one main road, called Main Road. There are no sidewalks and the drivers on Main Road are fast, having navigated its bends and dips for a lifetime.” – A collection of Leah Frances’ beautiful photographs and reflections on her stay in Pouch Cove, Newfoundland.