From Charleston to The Island of Nantucket.

The  Homeland Security guard in Boston Airport says my name as I walk by  “Lemn”.  I look at him. “I am Ethiopian” he says. We smile. We shake hands. I love being known to my people*. The flight Read more [...]

September. A month lived backwards

The night before hosting the awards at  Charleston, a Bloomsbury Home and Garden,  two nights before Nantucket I read at The Irish Literature Festival (pic on right)  in Bangor Northern Ireland by invite Read more [...]