The muffled sound of the fruit
as it carefully breaks from a branch,
amid the incessant chant
of the silence, deep in the woods.
Where does God go when He/She gets bored with the same old, same old Universe created fourteen or so billion years ago? For God all travel has to be Domestic. No getaway from Everywhere exists unless you count the uncreated Chaos from which all things were made but to which nothing can return, not even […]
Emily St. John Mandel is a novelist originally from British Columbia. The author of five novels, her fourth, Station Eleven (2014), tells the story of life before and after a world-shattering pandemic, and was a finalist for the National Book Award and the PEN/Faulkner award, as well as the winner of the Arthur C. Clark […]
This poem was nominated for The Best of the Net. Across the dry creek bed, in drifts of silver snow, a frozen yearling doe reclines against the mountain slope. Her little legs splay spindle-straight, the memory of standing gone frost inside them. Though the snow below begins to thaw, I want to think her frozen, […]