Whithers and Whyfors

There is so much past to troll through, so much promise and pain. So much John Denver and Mr. Future and the elegance of moments….

The Cherry Now

Apologies to Mr. Housman, some poetic self-analysis is required. A tremendous amount of loveliness happened yesterday and it feels a shame not to try and…

Batter My Heart

This is the first post we’ll have here, the first in real time, and we’d like to imagine we can just carry on being here,…