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Who do we think we are?
The birthday card I received from Mrs Blanco this year shows a partly hidden figure reclining in an armchair, cats in attendance, dwarfed by an enormous bookcase that, it is suggested, continues...
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Burying poverty and misery
The banner photograph at the top of Blanco’s Blog was taken last year in Granada, Nicaragua at the VII International Festival of Poetry, towards the end of a rather hectic afternoon, on which misery...
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Carnival photos
Here are a few pictures from Wednesday’s carnival in Granada, Nicaragua, where The Tears of Disenchantment (or broken-heartedness) were buried, allegedly. Minotaur, checking the layout of things...
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A modest epiphany
From left: John Galán (Colombia), Iman Mersal (Egypt), Frank Báez (Dominican Republic), Tom Pow (Scotland). Sometimes a short poem hits the mark, for no particular reason, and without providing...
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How do people live?
Swans on the Taff, Cardiff. How do we construct a life as we go along? The things we do and say, the actions that make us who we are? Sometimes all of this is bewildering. I look for clues...
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The Question
THE QUESTION by Tom Pow How do people live? He was standing two in front of me in W. H. Smith’s and what he wanted to know was, How do people live? He asked the question as if someone had given...
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Fictions and Foreigners: Borges and Alastair Reid
The first story I read by Borges, at the age of eighteen, was Tlön, Uqbar, Tertius Orbis. Although the name would have meant nothing to me at the time, the translation was by Alastair Reid. Forty...
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