Hubris
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Looking for a Label: Cynicism to Optimism
“I admit that I’m among the first to collect bad news to share with my wife and classes, but I do not feel that the Sermon on the Mount is on the rocks,…
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South Paw in Spring
“As a former journalist (or, rather, recovering journalist), I still retain some sleuthing chops, but I must admit that I have not been able to discover any salient details about Weekly Hubris’s resident…
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Ferlinghetti’s Interruption & Burning Prayers
“she brought me coffee in the rain and later in pink pajamas and slip on slippers she entered heaven where i was painting the doors white keep…
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The British Monarchy: Birds in a Gilded Cage (or Brilliant Scam-Artists?)
“People say, what does it matter? It’s harmless. The Queen is only a figurehead. It brings in the tourists. But she is more than a figurehead. Every piece of potential legislation that may…
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The Poetry of Sarah McCartt-Jackson
“For once we’ll write a poem again to wrens to dales to does/to all the things that cannot read a page but read the loam,/the air flush inside their nares, the undulating atoms…
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“Cucina Povera,” Revisited
“I also remember the tales of my mother-in-law, my first husband’s mother. Dora Lada, known to the family as Dodo, was born in 1900. She brought up her two children on her own,…
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Diana of Maroussi
“Maroussi would be an idyll that lasted almost two decades. I would meet the rest of my neighbors, who included a quintet of wonderfully eccentric older ladies, Greek, English, and Maltese; an academician/professor…
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To Live or To Write?
“Then, I might stare at the laptop screen for a few minutes until I remember a phone call that must be made. Today—and this is five days after I started this piece—we have…
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By Ferry from Andros To Folegandros
“The journey I’m about to describe took place a few years ago, but it could well have happened four or five decades ago. We seemed to travel back in time as we chugged…
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The Vlita of Rethymnon
“I’d been ferreting out recipes in the medieval inner town, founded by the Venetians in the 13th century and still full of atmosphere. Here, Latin emblems or Ottoman inscriptions crown massive wooden doors…