Category Archives: Language

Hush

The train is running late, and the man in the pointy shoes taps his left foot three times in irritation. Three quick taps, and then nothing. A pause. Then three quick taps again. He shifts in his seat, removing his … Continue reading

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Missing Words

There’s been a lot of discussion around whether there’s a word missing in the phrase “Black Lives Matter.” There isn’t. To paraphrase a paraphrase, it says what it means and means what it says. It’s short and self-contained, and yet … Continue reading

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Letting Go the Sun

Beyond the mountains a fire is dying.  The remnants of a light that illuminated our world and is nothing more now than cooling embers, glowing red and casting their devilish, crimson shadows against snowy peaks and smoking chimneys.  I look … Continue reading

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One Night in Carinthia

Rolling over to discover the trash can that you only half remember bringing to bed with you could be a sign that trying to keep up with zee Germans for Fasching (Carnival) was a poor idea.  But upon further reflection, … Continue reading

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Where Is My Mind?

‘Of all the things I’ve lost, I miss my mind the most…’  I have ample reason to quote Mark Twain (‘The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco,’ is still one of my favourites, even if … Continue reading

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Things I’ve Missed About North America

Whenever people find out that I’m living in Europe for two years, the first question (after a perplexed ‘Why?’) is whether I feel homesick.  For Slovenes especially, the idea of being away from home for an extended period of time … Continue reading

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For Father’s Day

I remember growing up there was an ad on TV, sometime in the early nineties maybe, promoting men taking an active role in their children’s lives.  It showed a guy playing with his kid or something, and the voice-over informed … Continue reading

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