Tag Archives: Prose

1965: Struggling from Darkness

If we approach the novel with one eye on the natural sciences today, we may say that it assembles its structure from…models of existence or reality in a manner that will hopefully be more true and more real than the … Continue reading

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15th Century: The Ideal City

The Ideal City is the title given to three different paintings. The are generally referred to as The Ideal City of Urbino, The Ideal City of Baltimore, and The Ideal City of Berlin, according to where they are located—although all … Continue reading

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1916: The King of the Cats

In Padraic Colum’s children’s classic The King of Ireland’s Son, this tale is told to the son by the king’s steward: The King of the Cats stood up. He was a grand creature. His body was brown and striped across … Continue reading

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1710: Anonymous Violin

Then indeed the marvellous instrument appeared in all its unrivalled splendor. Its graceful curves, its fugitive lines of beauty were such as might drive a Stradivarius wild. Its glaze was of an incomparable limpidity, and the blue in its design … Continue reading

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1907: It Rains in Ireland

Irish rain of the summer and autumn is a kind of damp poem. It is humid fragrance, and it has a way of stealing into your life which disarms anger. It is a soft, apologetic, modest kind of rain, as … Continue reading

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2001: 300 Love Letters

“So I’m telling this boy, one of the boys that lots of these love letters are to, about this project. ‘I’m writing three hundred love letters and sending them to strangers. The letters are going to be glued to the … Continue reading

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