• Posts Tagged ‘Judith Field’

    The Observer’s Paradox

    by  • November 6, 2017 • Fiction • 1 Comment

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    An essay by Sorcha Bell, as provided by Judith Field Art by Leigh Legler I stand on the edge of the giddying cliff. The sea crashes below. “Skildir,” I whisper. The word catches on the wind. Soon the sun will rise. I must catch the brief January light. I will see the eagles fly,...

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    The Fissure of Rolando

    by  • May 22, 2017 • Fiction • 0 Comments

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    An essay by Euphemia Thorniwork, as provided by Judith Field Art by Scarlett O’Hairdye November, 1890 A splash of water in my face brought me round. I opened my eyes and sat up to find myself in the lecture theatre of Huxley College, Oxford, where a mathematics lecture was in progress. Spaulding, my fellow...

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    The Giftie

    by  • September 19, 2016 • Fiction • 0 Comments

    The Giftie

    An essay by Sadie Loveday, as provided by Judith Field Art by Errow Collins O wad some Pow’r the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us! (Robert Burns, “To a Louse”) On my 40th birthday, I said to myself, “Sadie, it’s time for life to begin.” Sadie Loveday, spinster of this...

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    by  • October 12, 2015 • Fiction • 0 Comments

    An essay by Dr Stanley Goodman, as provided by Judith Field Art by Luke Spooner When I was sure all the rats were dead, I showed them to Roger. “Brilliant, Francesca! Brilliant! Takes chemical warfare to a new level. That’s working smarter, not harder.” He grinned. I’m sure he’s got more than thirty two...

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    Weather is a Zero-sum Game

    by  • November 10, 2014 • Fiction • 0 Comments

    An essay by Sam Keegan, as provided by Judith Field Art by Leigh Legler I wheeled my new invention up the garden. It was a metal box about the size of a pillow, with an array of switches, instrument panels, and levers down one side. At the top was an axle attached to a...

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    Sport of Kings

    by  • July 7, 2014 • Fiction • 0 Comments

    An essay by Rick King, as provided by Judith Field Art by Luke Spooner I woke up, rolled over and collided with something solid. Stretching out a shaking hand, I opened my eyes. I was facing the oak tree in the front garden. Rainwater dripped onto me from the branches. A moment of calm,...

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    The Last Unit

    by  • May 19, 2014 • Fiction • 0 Comments

    An essay by┬áJane Meadows, as provided by┬áJudith Field Art by Justine McGreevy “Jane, that mad woman’s here again,” says Ben, my summer student pharmacist, looking out of the dispensary into the shop. “Keep your voice down!” I hiss, following his gaze. A woman in her mid-thirties stands by the counter. I think she must...

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