Monthly Archives: August 2010

Aranansi #10,11 and 12: Professor Trol’s Emporium

February 28, 2010, 17:52 Andre lead Morris and I through the maze of narrow streets, hedge lined paths, and alleyways bordered by wooden warehouses, crumbling cottages and shadowy shops filled with mysterious and incongruous items. Finally we reached a narrow … Continue reading

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Aranansi #9: Andre Bursts In

February 14, 2010, 20:58 There came a lively rapping at the door of my little workshop home. Morris the Minah who had been dozing making sleepy little gurgling squawks as he perched on the elephant’s head lamp in the corner, … Continue reading

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Aranansi #8: Green Tom

February 08, 2010, 19:58 I was moving about in the workshop taking apart one thing and put together another when Morris squawked loudly, awakening from an uneasy dream. Dreaming isn’t ever very easy in this city. It is more like … Continue reading

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Aranansi #7: The Best Place to Rest

January 25, 2010, 21:48 I went by the old mansion. There was a sign on the gate “BEWARE THE BULL”. I peeked over the fence and there he was placidly chewing grass. Miranda was draped over his back asleep, her … Continue reading

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Aranansi #6: An Evening at Dudley’s

January 20, 2010, 22:33 I exited the park and crossed the old wooden bridge over Meadow Creek, which was now a respectable size, to Banfree’s Island, a neighborhood of many songs and languages. Dudley’s  neighborhood. It is a place of … Continue reading

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Aranansi #5: Walk on the Wild Side

January 18, 2010, 15:48 “Where am I going? It can only be the end of the world.” Arthur Rimbaud Sometimes I get the urge to walk out on the wild edges of the city. Yesterday afternoon was one of those … Continue reading

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Aranansi #3: Miro in the Well (A Bach Fugue?)

January 10, 2010, 12:34 A couple of days ago, I was walking next to my young friend, Miro. We were crossing a large field of dry grass. I looked at the line of distant mountains on the horizon just over … Continue reading

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