The Writer and the Wanderer

Novelist and travel writer, Mary Morris, reflects on landscapes and literature and the role that each has played in her life. For more on Mary Morris go to her website marymorris.net

Monday, December 4, 2017

Moments of the Absurb

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Here are just some moments I've captured that still can make me laugh. So if you could use a good laugh, enjoy! Cow standing be...

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Thursday, November 30, 2017

On the Way to the Sahara

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We wouldn’t have stopped if it weren’t for the donkeys. There were a dozen or so in the pick-up truck, braying, their heads sticking from...

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Thursday, November 16, 2017

TALKING TURKEY

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Thanksgiving is approaching and it’s time to answer that question you’ve been asking yourself all these years. What is the origin o...

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Me with Tigers

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Monday, November 13, 2017

First and Last: For Larry. Two Poems

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The first poem, "Final Approach," I wrote while sitting in LAX almost thirty years ago in 1988 waiting for my then boyfriend, La...

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Porto on Paper

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For years I've kept travel journals. They used to be just writing but in the last fifteen or twenty years I've begun adding a vis...

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Saturday, November 4, 2017

Morning Fog in Porto

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It was early when I took my walk along the banks where gulls cried but I could not see them. Morning fog was everywhere, Obscuring th...

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