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Read by Eileen Walsh & Emilia Fox
I ordered this, clean wood box Square as a chair and almost too heavy to lift. I would say it was the…
They are always with us, the thin people Meager of dimension as the gray people On a movie-screen. They Are unreal, we…
Read by Sophie Cookson, Joanna David & Pippa Bennett-Warner
Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air. Nobody sees us, Stops…
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston’s “hardly passionate…
Read by Charles Dance
Nautilus Island’s hermit heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage; her sheep still graze above the sea. Her son’s a…
‘Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam.’ The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows are boarded….
Read by Gloria Obianyo
‘It is the future generation that presses into being by means of these exuberant feelings and super-sensible soap bubbles of ours.’ SCHOPENHAUER…
Read by Lindsay Duncan, Juliet Stevenson & Monica Dolan
Publication – is the Auction Of the Mind of Man – Poverty – be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly –…
Read by Lindsay Duncan, Parth Thakerar & Vanessa Redgrave
Fame is a bee. It has a song – It has a sting – Ah, too, it has a wing.
Read by Lindsay Duncan
I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise –…
Read by Alexandra Dowling & Lindsay Duncan
The Soul selects her own Society – Then – shuts the Door – To her divine Majority – Present no more –…
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is set. Whose…
