Author: dove

Dissolutions Sort of like resolutions but their opposite. I’d resolved to post something called  “Let’s talk about Alex” but I have dissolved instead. Not into tears: I am callous, heartless and...

And see ye na yon bonny road, That winds about the ferny brae? That is the way to fair Elfland, Where you and I this night maun gae. But, Thomas, ye maun hauld your tongue, Whatever you may hear or see; For if ye speak word in...

Motherland. Fatherland. Homeland. Patriotism. The national family. So much of the language that’s used to incite patriotism/nationalism is rooted in ideals of home, in ideals of domesticity, in familial ideals. Hearth and...

When I lived in the U.S. a friend of mine used to daydream about a game of soccer. Ours was an uneasy friendship formed in the aftermath of a political fight. But by the end of the time that we knew each other, we clearly were...

I must begin with an apology: in this country I do not have a copy of The Republic of Silence to hand. Therefore I write from memory and since for me the reading of a text is inextricably bound up with who and where I was at the...