Martin Carter’s House, Lamaha St., Georgetown, Guyana (author’s photo, taken February 2024) “This is the dark time, my love”. Martin Carter (1927-1997), Guyanese poet. Carter wrote this poem sometime between 1953-54 during British rule in Guiana (pre-independence spelling). A time when Churchill’s Government sent troops to a country that had recently elected a socialist government, posing … Continue reading Is this the dark time, my love?
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How can we dance with the minds of others?
Author’s image: 20 October, 07:52 am, Luxembourg Sometimes the whole world seems to stop. You try and catch your breath. You breathe in deeply, but find it hard. The air is stuck, motionless. As you try to blow it out or take another in, there is hope that there will be a shift, some movement … Continue reading How can we dance with the minds of others?
