Between plough folds and billowing sails

Between plough folds and billowing sails

On the trail of golden threads and rusty nails of Dutch folk and fairy tales. I’ve been telling stories for about 15 years. I’ve had an automatic relationship with the ones I’ve told. I saw them in a book or heard them and knew pretty soon I had to...
On Context and Queenship

On Context and Queenship

Queens live until they are done And the King arrives in a different world than she passed from… I’ll admit to mourning. A radio beam from my grandparents’ time went quiet and I couldn’t submerge my grief. I even delayed this newsletter out of respect. Then over the...