Norio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands
‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-Noa
The priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe
‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo
‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands
Before City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of Words
Hamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet
‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo
‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands
‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo
‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe
A media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.
‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’
‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s Flowers
‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.Hamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of Words‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-CriouloNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s Flowers‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-CriouloThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-Noa‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s FlowersNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsNorio Tokita, a farmer who writes tanka, a thirty-one syllable verse more venerable than haiku.Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The Tahitians taught me many things about the science of living and the art of being happy’Paul Gauguin, Noa-NoaThe priest put a stop to guava stealing by giving each primary school child two seedlings to take home, so every home would have their own guavas.Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from Isohe‘A sailor, he said, should tilt the cap to one side. As for the shirt, this was meant to be worn with a single button undone at the neck to show the vest beneath.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘Sakata had a dream of moving to the wilderness and living next door to his kiln, like a charcoal burner.’Willie Jones, Out of Our HandsBefore City of Words was a publishing house it was a weekly column in the Guardian, combining global reportage with analysis and commentary.John Ryle, In the City of WordsHamid Dirar’s early life was as a barefoot camel nomad in the remote grasslands and riverain forests near the Ethiopian border.Introduction to The Amulet‘Everyone looked forward to arriving in Guanabara Bay. There they would take their rest in a land of plenty.’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘The railway passes south of the marshes where red-crowned cranes gather in winter.’Willie Jones, Out of Our Hands‘The corvette, a glorious sight – a galleon from the world of legend, voyaging across the high seas’Adolfo Caminha, Bom-Crioulo‘At the age of 71, I started teaching in a secondary school in a remote part of South Sudan…’Elizabeth Hodgkin, Letters from IsoheA media house publishing new and rediscovered writing from all points of the compass.‘For all that loveliness… that light,Blessed Madonna, I go back to fight.’A.P. Wavell, ‘Sonnet for the Madonna of the Cherries’‘The anthology extends well beyond the poetry of combat – to magic, mysticism, wanderlust, grief, humour and love (with a touch of ribaldry).’Lindsey Hilsum, Introduction to Lord Wavell’s Other Men’s Flowers
