“There are big dogs and little dogs, but little dogs must not fret over the existence of the big ones. Everyone is obligated to howl in the voice that the Lord God has given him.”
I Would Have Described the Rain
Bitter Boy
‘”What do we do now?” I asked, but Dirk obviously had no answer. We knew the name of the camp, but that was it. No idea where it was, how far from the station it was. No contact name. No phone number. No coins for the payphone even if we had a number.’
July Issue, 2023
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.
Ezra Jack Keats: The Joy of Being Alive
“My book would have him there simply because he should have been there all along.”
Better Things, Maybe
And suddenly we saw everything differently. The simplicity of the story seemed significant, even profound. The simplicity of the language seemed elemental, important. The repetition made beautiful, resonant little circles of words. And everything we’d learned about writing was bullshit.
This Decaying Sense
And this is true of man and beast, as well sleeping as waking.
Poesie del Silenzio/Poems of Silence: Michele Farinelli
Poems and photographs from Michele Farinelli
Wondrous Strange
There are more things in heaven and earth than we can dream of.
November Issue, 2022
A collection of all the articles we published last month for those who like their magpies’ tidings as an issue.
Eris and her Apples of Discord
If you ignore these apples, they’re small and harmless. But the more attention you pay them, the more you try to get rid of them, the larger they get, until they block your way entirely, or destroy you.
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