Letter to America
One of my lasting childhood memories is of a family Christmas dinner at my grandparents’ in Baltimore. I was around … Continue reading Letter to America
Author: Olivia Heminway
Catching a swarm
The day before yesterday, I was adding fresh soil to some winter-weary plants when I heard the buzzing of thousands … Continue reading Catching a swarm
Rewilding
In these early mornings, we hear the call of the hoopoe as it rests here on its migration north. The … Continue reading Rewilding
A Tale of Four Countries
I’ve lived my life in four countries – Italy, Germany, the US and the UK – and have good friends … Continue reading A Tale of Four Countries
Kyrie eleison
Yes, this poem is political commentary but it is also more. It is a tryptic of emotion: a movement of … Continue reading Kyrie eleison
The way we were
In the first two weeks of lockdown, many jokes and humorous videos circulated on social media: an aerobic workout using … Continue reading The way we were
Standstill
Tall clumps of fresh grass stick up through the lumpy rug of snow and the pear blossoms shiver in the … Continue reading Standstill
Today’s expedition
On Friday, it took my cousin in Milan an hour and a half to get into the supermarket and friends … Continue reading Today’s expedition
The War
Silence. More and more of it these days as Italy tightens the regulations around lock-down. Parks are closed, people can … Continue reading The War
Today is yellow with fields of dandelions
Today is yellow with fields of dandelions and the first pollen the bees will turn to honey, today is red … Continue reading Today is yellow with fields of dandelions
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