Jonathan Endurance
we are / split sentences finding meanings to each / letter of our lives. — Jonathan Endurance, from “Celebrating Love in the Time of Drowning,” Up the Stairs Quarterly (no. 47, 2019)
we are / split sentences finding meanings to each / letter of our lives. — Jonathan Endurance, from “Celebrating Love in the Time of Drowning,” Up the Stairs Quarterly (no. 47, 2019)
Romance is the sweetening of the soulWith fragrance offered by the stricken heart. ― Wole Soyinka, Lion and the Jewel. [Lakunle] from “Morning.” (Oxford University Press; 1st edition 1962) First first performed in 1959
So this sadness returns quietly. Always quietly. No great trumpeting or horn blast. No drum circle or full-bodied gospel wail. No stunning metaphor or dazzling simile. There is only this throbbing and distant and empty and quiet. Always this white noise of rush and tide. It’s what silence sounds like. Water. — Bassey Ikpi, I’m… Continue reading Bassey Ikpi