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No more Afraid: Now, Phobos, didn’t we meet? (3/3)

Image: Phobos from a mosaic in Halicarnassus, 4th century AD (@Theoi.com) The dedicated doctors and nurses attending George in the intensive care unit of Ottignies hospital that spring of 2021 had become extremely concerned for his life. Patricia had been … Continue reading

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No more Afraid: is the Blank white or black? (2/3)

Image: Black and White by Malevich (@Pixels) “March the sixteenth 2021!” announced George that morning, finding it rather ironic that, exactly one year since the lockdown began, Lecomte should send one of his percussive e-mails rattling off that ‘the team’ … Continue reading

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No more Afraid: the hidden mystery of Health (1/3)

“You know what’s going to happen next, don’t you” said George, in the middle of a news bulletin, at the start of the UK’s roll-out of the vaccination programme in early 2021, with the promise of a way out of … Continue reading

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An Ode to Plumbers who learn Greek (retro-fitted, luv, in Greek dactylic hexameter*)

Enoch², oh, never did I like his Odious Racism and Hate! But then I heard him speak, one day on Bee-Bee-Cee Radio, that time The interviewer asked him: “Today What’s the point Teaching Ancient Greek?”

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No More Afraid

In infancy No more Afraid, of the Void That mother will switch off the lightAnd the Darkness will swallow me whole? No more Afraid, of the Monster That my fairy tale book will fall openAt the page of the horrible … Continue reading

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