“Parliament; or Crepe Suzette”

By Thomas Page   There was a nation called Newlandia which existed in a time not unlike our own. It had majestic coasts sprinkled with fishing villages. It had glens bearding mountains and mountains cutting into the skies. The little country had no reason to be recorded in history because it kept to itself and … Continue reading “Parliament; or Crepe Suzette”

“Babel”

By Thomas Page   Long, long, ago It has been supposed That we all spoke With the same furl of tongue. Long, long ago It has been told That we all spoke With the same folly of tongue. Long,  long ago It has been foretold That if we all spoke With the same furl of … Continue reading “Babel”