A Good Night
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog Stupidly, He and I had rejected the idea of bringing a tent with us on the basis of weight. Our bags […]
Lisbon Diaries From an Erasmus Girl
by Asia Leonardi for the Carl Kruse Blog Day one wasn’t the best. It must have been the tiredness of the plane, or perhaps the immediate awareness of being in […]
Amanda Gorman and the Power of Fame
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog EDITORIAL NOTE: The opinions expressed by Hazel are her own, and may not reflect the opinions of Carl Kruse or of […]
The Mandrake: Between Myth and Truth
By Asia Leonardi for the Carl Kruse Blog Since ancient times, the Mandrake has been surrounded by legend, myth, alchemical rites and black magic. Over the centuries, various qualities have […]
Sea Shanties
by Asia Leonardi for the Carl Kruse Blog “… I soon got used to this singing, for the sailors never touched a rope without it. Sometimes, when no one happened […]
Curiosities from the Theater of the Absurd
Samuel Beckett’s Self-conscious Game by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog A performance should appear effortless and unscripted. The long hours of practice transmuted into a rare vision is […]
Reflections at The British Library
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog A friend told me that the tube line that runs into St. Pancras station narrowly misses the foundation of the British Library. […]
What Makes Something Humorous?
The Incongruous Nature of Humor in Russian Literature: Chekhov’s The Cherry Orchard and Gogol’s The Nose by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog Many theories have tried to […]
The Notebooks of Pan’s Labyrinth
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog The successive interweaving of the familiar and the fantastical marks Pan’s Labyrinth as a profound meditation on choice. Del Toro’s ‘dark fairytale’ […]
Sankt Anna
by Carl Kruse A thirty-minute southerly drive from Munich (Germany) and the land becomes one of lakes and trees, and further south the Alps. Much of what is Munich is […]
The Words Are True, And Love Runs Through Them As Clearly As Water.
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog I have been writing poetry for many years now. Lust was the hallmark of my earlier works, though not always of […]