In the vacuum of space, no clocks tick, there’s no watch to check if you are late, no hands to blur the flow of time. Comets crash, stars burn, all the while planets turn and scientists no longer wind: they measure with quiet quantum mechanics, atomic clocks and relativity, warping time with precision while we […]
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After the Clocks Go Back
Shadows spill into living rooms; at four o’clock, car headlights blaze, terrace windows glow and televisions flicker. The trees know: their sap retreats, they shed their leaves, drops of colour pooling where they stand, swirls of colour blowing in the wind. Every afternoon, well before three, I pull on hat, gloves and Wellington greens for […]
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