Historical Impressions

The Persian Wars “He asked, ‘Croesus, who told you to attack my land and meet me as an enemy instead of a friend?’ The King replied, ‘It was caused by your good fate and my bad fate. It was the fault of the Greek gods, who with their arrogance, encouraged me to march onto your…

Bonfire of the Vanities 2.0

On the Horrors of Cancel Culture, Past, Present and Future “Terror is nothing else than justice, prompt, severe, inflexible.”             Maximilien de Robespierre, author of The Terror in Revolutionary France, late 18th century. Is it just me or does the quote feel frighteningly relevant?             Terror in the name of justice. Prompt and severe, and,…

Should Children Be Taught Classics

Whenever we think of classics in school we always get an impression of stuffiness. Of old school masters in tweed jackets using canes to hit inattentive children and forcing them to learn old, dead languages. Another word instantly comes to mind when we think of classics: hard. Learning ancient Greek and Latin is hard.            …

Reflections on Fatherhood

Maybe it’ll be easier when my son’s older and fatherhood won’t just be about routine, about regimented days and nights (but isn’t he just the sweetest thing!), and I’ll be able to take my son up to bed, tell him to put away all devices, and read him a poem, slow down time for the two of us, a poem like John Donne’

Desert Island Books

  A brief aside for a moment of reflection. Last night, I went to Sliema, and although life was buzzing, it wasn’t quite the same as a usual summer night. Coronavirus is hitting the peak of a second wave here in Malta. Soon, these bars will be obstacle courses yet again, life will be sapped…

Stalking Beatrice

A Short-Story in Verse   The Timeless Meets the Timely   The shadow of eternity falls painfully On the moment that craves immortality. Memories fortified into cold marble Cast a pall of nascent experiences Seeking to shed their wind-starved wings. The Timeless gods so unfamiliar yet intimate Are a forest, labyrinthine and unkind, That guide…

The Romantic in the Age of Enlightenment

  The Romantic, that great 18th century, European invention, was born out of a guttural distaste for Enlightenment notions of science and rationalism. Romanticism was a disavowal of the modern world and its underlying values in favour of a nostalgic return to a naturalistic, beauteous past. An artistic revolt against the Industrial Revolution and its…

Poems From the Precipice

    Victims of Success   Nothing as precious in the star-spangled universe Is to be found, than the multitudes That can crystallise speech from air With such guile that it leaves them unaware.   The trees and waves know no gods But the snow bears the footprints Of us that so consciously tread Our…

Why I Love Japanese Literature

  Literature, just as porn, is a reflection of a nation’s identity. Whilst porn reflects a certain truthful stereotype – the harsh, blonde German woman, the sultry French girl, the busty, flashy American, big-assed Brazilian, etc – literature reflects a more profound way a nation sees the world. In France, the literature is philosophical, erotic…

Cassandra’s Poems

  Kronos Eclipsed   My father used to tell me stories About the atrocious gods Who devoured their own children. I always used to believe The stories foretold my own destiny.   I don’t believe in gods anymore, Nor in the impossible tracks of destiny. I don’t even believe in my father. I believe in…