Historical Setting: A stone hovel in an unknown time On this new day I linger in the straw thinking I’ll move but thinking doesn’t make it so. I’m watching the nearly dawn sky, then a fog through the eyelet of the stones at what is surely the eastern arc of this hovel. My clarity ofContinue reading “#80.11 Wednesday, May 27, 2026”
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#80.7 Tuesday, May 19, 2026
Historical Setting: washing on rocks in an unknown time Dear God, how long must I be of earth? How long must I cling to tattered memories of human sounds? Dull, aching, cold — I know this healing hurt too well. Thank you, God, for the healing and hope and strength for the hurt. The tideContinue reading “#80.7 Tuesday, May 19, 2026”
#80.6 Thursday, May 14, 2026
Historical Setting: At sea, around Anglia, 794 C.E. We are sailing on a northeast wind straight into a storm this night, and neither of us has traveled this way to recognize if this shadow of a distant land is the turning place, or just a dark cloud over this very wide bay. Cloothar finds thisContinue reading “#80.6 Thursday, May 14, 2026”
#70.3, Thursday, July 3, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Lindisfarne Monastery Brother Ealdwin and I take the donkey cart to the shore to collect the bodies there for burial. The one accidental kindness left by the attackers was to trade the slave who I was, for a brother, who I am now, to be with this man throughContinue reading “#70.3, Thursday, July 3, 2025”
Lazarus Ink 