Geoffrey Teece

Ishmael House

Ishmael House stands along a small stretch of gravel road leading up a hill away from our town. A two-storey granite brick sentry that appears, alongside an old and dying…

Ghosts on the Shore

Ghosts on the Shore

Identities – of people and of places – form slowly over time, through the sedimentary accretion of multiple overlapping layers. Even the oldest or most deeply buried stories never entirely…

The Old Weird Albion

Histories and hauntings of the English South When I think of the South Downs, I see a watercolour of Beachy Head by Eric Ravilious. A chalky white cliff illuminated by…

SJ Fowler

On Time and Mess

  Once we understand excess, then we can get really simple. – Robert Rauschenberg     Exploring poetry’s absent indispensable character Because poetry is not a thing that lives, to…

Broke-Down Fords and Angels

Part I Dry Creek is where I grew up, but it isn’t my home, not really. It’s the place I went to school, where my family resides, the place I…

Forever Changed in a Second

Part II She sat in the waiting room of the family doctor watching the children play in the wallpaper across the room. Her eyes followed as boys and girls stacked…

Road to New

Part III As we drove across interstate ten towards Baton Rouge, I wasn’t sure if I was saying hello or goodbye. Hello to the miles and miles of Louisiana marsh…

Hic fuerunt dracones

Scary Monsters I: mapping the landscape of monstrosity When early map-makers depicted the world, they filled in the familiar regions with exquisite detail – names, places and things thought to…