That Day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden, Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes, And the people of Earth stood and stared as they descended, Waiting, dry-mouthed, to find out what waited inside for us And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow But you didn’t notice because... Continue Reading →
TBPL Staff Poetry Favourites “Instructions” by Neil Gaiman
Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never saw before. Say "please" before you open the latch,go through, walk down the path. A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted front door, as a knocker, do not touch it; it will bite your fingers. Walk through the house. Take nothing. Eat nothing. However, if... Continue Reading →
TBPL Staff Poetry Favourites “The Fairy Reel” by Neil Gaiman
If I were young as once I was, and dreams and death more distant then, I wouldn't split my soul in two, and keep half in the world of men, So half of me would stay at home, and strive for Faërie in vain, While all the while my soul would stroll up narrow path,... Continue Reading →
The Ocean at the End of the Lane
It's been over five years since Neil Gaiman wrote a book for adults. During that time he's written various short stories and books for younger audiences. It's been so long that I'd pretty much given up hope for getting a book more geared to me. But then this past June, I stumbled on news that... Continue Reading →