James Randall
@randalljamesp.bsky.social
wild stories & things mostly — writing adult & children’s creative non-fiction and fiction, incl. illustrated folktales & non-fiction (26/27) - Hachette, HarperCollins. Also edit and devise. PhD, Goldsmiths (literature).
You insist on being called terrestrial… Your real name should be extraterrestrials, people on the outside: terrestrials are those who live inside, as Rdix and I did, until the day you tricked her and took her away from me into that desolate outside of yours.
Calvino’s ‘The Stone Sky’
Calvino’s ‘The Stone Sky’
November 10, 2025 at 9:21 PM
You insist on being called terrestrial… Your real name should be extraterrestrials, people on the outside: terrestrials are those who live inside, as Rdix and I did, until the day you tricked her and took her away from me into that desolate outside of yours.
Calvino’s ‘The Stone Sky’
Calvino’s ‘The Stone Sky’
crossing the river at dusk
November 8, 2025 at 9:55 PM
crossing the river at dusk
last night’s Wild Thing
November 8, 2025 at 9:30 AM
last night’s Wild Thing
today’s return to Earth
October 31, 2025 at 6:53 PM
today’s return to Earth
Scorhill stone circle
October 27, 2025 at 7:23 PM
Scorhill stone circle
closer to the source (river teign, scorhill)
October 27, 2025 at 6:48 PM
closer to the source (river teign, scorhill)
today’s mythical water creature
October 27, 2025 at 6:45 PM
today’s mythical water creature
At sundown when a day’s words
have gathered at the feet of the trees
lining up in silence
to enter the long corridors
of the roots into which they
pass one by one thinking
that they remember the place
as they feel themselves climbing….
from W. S. Merwin’s ‘To a Leaf Falling in Winter’ 1/2
have gathered at the feet of the trees
lining up in silence
to enter the long corridors
of the roots into which they
pass one by one thinking
that they remember the place
as they feel themselves climbing….
from W. S. Merwin’s ‘To a Leaf Falling in Winter’ 1/2
October 26, 2025 at 7:41 AM
At sundown when a day’s words
have gathered at the feet of the trees
lining up in silence
to enter the long corridors
of the roots into which they
pass one by one thinking
that they remember the place
as they feel themselves climbing….
from W. S. Merwin’s ‘To a Leaf Falling in Winter’ 1/2
have gathered at the feet of the trees
lining up in silence
to enter the long corridors
of the roots into which they
pass one by one thinking
that they remember the place
as they feel themselves climbing….
from W. S. Merwin’s ‘To a Leaf Falling in Winter’ 1/2
