Memphis Minnie tells us that she hates to see the evening sun go down, and I feel that, too. Dusk always makes me feel a little melancholy, particularly this time of year […]
I Hate to See the Evening Sun go Down
The Eye of the Needle
The microminiatures of Hagp Sandaldijian, from The Museum of Jurassic Theology
Crow and Cricket: Two Autumn Poems from Matsuo Basho
Some thoughts on two autumn poems from Matsuo Basho
Gerald Slota: Frenzy
The impact of Gerald Slota’s vivid and teeming images is immediate and arresting. They stop you in your tracks with their bright seeming-chaos. But the more you take time with them, the […]
Magpies Mix Tape: Undone in Sorrow
A sad and beautiful Mix Tape from artist Tracie Noles-Ross
Ida Wells Stroud & Clara Stroud
Clara and Ida Stroud were mother and daughter artists who worked to create opportunities for all women to exhibit and promote their art.
Letter From the Editor, 10/23. These Fragments I Have Shored Against My Ruins.
If there was a theme to this month’s Tidings of Magpies, or any month’s, really, it’s patchwork. Making something new out of fragments, out of things discarded, disjointed, or cast aside.
Loves of a Blonde
“Loves of a Blonde begins and ends with a song.” Some thoughts on the sad and beautiful film from the Czech New Wave.
My Rain
“The wind that comes off the Sahara towards the Atlantic is called Harmattan. The breezes over Senegal and Mauritania mingle with the warm waters near Cape Verde and occasionally become one of those end-of-summer storms that plod their way up the Mid-Atlantic states, dropping enormous amounts of rain and causing damage.”
The Mask
New fiction from Garner Behnke.
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