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A WALK IN FOG by Peter Nolan Smith

November 12, 2023 – 4:02 am

On a murky November evening I attended the opening of the “Dream’ exhibition at Luxembourg’s Mudam Museum. Madame l’Ambassador bailed early for a formal affair. I was not invited for the dinner. “It’s a diplomatic thingee.” Madame l’Ambassador explained, as we walked through a thickening fog to the waiting Jaguar. “I understand.” A writer-in-residence has […]

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FALLEN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN by Peter Nolan Smith

November 11, 2023 – 2:05 am

On November 11, 2011 I accompanied the British and the American ambassadors to the US military cemetery outside Luxembourg City. Luxembourg was a small duchy. I looked out the window of the Jaguar. The morning sun struggled to break through the low fog. It would have little success on that day as it had at […]

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THE BOUQUET OF RUINS by Peter Nolan Smith

June 17, 2022 – 9:22 am

Dec 1982 Some cities are best defined by songs such as APRIL IN PARIS or AUTUMN IN NEW YORK, but Hamburg defied music, especially as winter weather skimmed off the North Sea to besiege the harbor city with endless rain, cold, and darkness. Every day the night conquered a few more minutes of light and […]

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The Far West Of Ireland

March 16, 2022 – 3:16 am

My grandmother came from County Mayo. Her last name was Walsh. Nana sailed to Boston at the age of fourteen. That ocean voyage was so traumatic that she never returned to Ireland. My mother and her sisters often offered to fly Nana to Shannon. “I don’t want to travel on that sea again.” “Planes don’t […]

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Darryl Hannah Postcard – Never Send – March 1984

February 9, 2022 – 4:54 pm

In January 1984 I accompanied a fashion photographer to Jamaica to shot a new blonde Star, Darryl Hannah. She was good people. After the trip I returned to Europa and traveled across the Alpes with a Italian cartoonist. We spent a night in Milano. I sent a letter and not this postcard from Roma. Maybe […]

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