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Emma-Jane Barlow
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In a new city, in a new life, Caro Giles wonders if she has at last found home
Ian McEwan is strolling through the garden of his Cotswolds manor house. Bees waft drowsily between wildflowers. Plump apples, pears and walnuts bauble the trees. Vibrant cerulean-blue damselflies hov
ELEANOR awoke with a start from a dream. Then she realised gradually, and with immense relief, that it was only a dream. It was one of the same sort that had been disturbing her sleep for some time. T
You have the universe in your hair and the stars on your brow. I would wrap you up in heaven’s rainbow cloak, But I am a poor man. My only currency is hope. You are like an orchard abundant with fruit
The precocious poetry of Charlotte Brontë
Climber Kelvyn James experienced an abusive childhood and, later, the murder of his mother by her husband. In the years since, he found a way out of the darkness. Here is his story.