Noted
Faces in a Crowd
On my way to work this morning, winding my way through the crowded streets of the garment district, I looked up to see three New
On my way to work this morning, winding my way through the crowded streets of the garment district, I looked up to see three New
Welcome. Some musings on my current preoccupations with the worlds of illness and the worlds of books, the vicissitudes of living with cancer and the need now, in my eighties, to imagine what new writing might be.