Hubris
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Sky Dye Sampler: Blue
“The history of blue begins with its absence. In any aboriginal language, blue will be the sixth color term to join its primary and secondary kin. I’ve often wondered what took so long…
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Memories of Snow
“The storm is called ‘Elpida,’ or Hope, but does it bring hope with it? Hope that our lemon tree on Andros will not suffer frostbite; hope for all the citrus groves in Greece—for…
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Stranger Things Have Happened
“The glory of vocabulary/The florist and the greenery/The allegory of the gory/And the forested scenery/With everything else clean gone/Except for the one/The ocean and its froth/The continental shelf/The path forth and the earth/The…
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Wintry, Indelible Syros
“A photographer at heart, I am recording moments of this journey: I need to be able to come back to this when it’s all in my rear-view mirror. For me, photography extends an…
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Anatomy of a Mania
“I never erase the writings of previous owners of my second-hand books: some of them are fascinating. And I always Google the names, to see if I have inherited a book from someone…
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3D Lighting
“The evolution of drones-with-lights flying in formation has progressed to creating flying 3D images, and I’m looking forward to a time when I will be able to view such a large display in…
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Climate Change: Abrupt & Irreversible
“2019 was a banner year for the IPCC as it concluded climate change is abrupt and irreversible. After the occasional report by the corporate media during the standard, 15-second news cycle, this critically…
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Not a Cry for Help
“So, what I said yesterday wasn’t a suicide threat or plea for help, but a truthful if exhausted expression of the contradictory reality I live and that is me, and of its consequences.…
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Summer Memories for A Winter’s Day
“As the summer drew on, we became aware that we were living in a bubble, somehow protected from the disasters that seemed to be striking most parts of the world. Besides the unstoppable…
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The Poetry of Ananda Lima
“. . . and we float above the tallest of bone structures/ our heads tilt against the ceiling/ as we drink from the mouth of a whale/the last sliver of air/and I hum/and…