Goodbye, Hello

Malta is not so much an island as it is the top of a mountain...

Or so very little longer...

Dillenius identified several mosses and fungi, under the heading Cryptogams, denoting plants that reproduce via spores...

Outside, along the riverside, a confident linear park unpeels...

ZHUANG ZHOU DREAMS HE IS A BUTTERFLY...

It’s time to leave Florence and the enchanted myths of the Renaissance behind...

On a Sunday morning, practitioners of the Hauka sect leave the city to participate in a unique ritual in the countryside...

For many of the most successful imperialist countries, empire was just not worth the trouble...

During America’s Gilded Age, the future seemed to pulse with electrical possibility...

Preserve me not that I become another nor ossify...

The least conventional poem of the era begins, conventionally enough, with the seasons...

Why were we stuck in prehistory for so long?

Parisian cafes could become cauldrons of conversation and thought...

Thyme, sumac, marjoram, oregano, sesame seeds...

It is a matter of mastering the level architecture and looting useable material...