By Eric Le Roy
“Considering that, all hatred driven hence,
The soul recovers radical innocence….
(“A Prayer For My Daughter” – W.B. Yeats)
Content 16+ I remember one early winter evening in Moscow when I had gone looking for a bookshop in New Arbatskaya. It must have been earlier than I recall because the skies had not slackened away into their usual numb abstraction, prelude to the Russian nocturne. Or … Read the rest