“Haunting” Featured Artist Peggy Schimmelman
Synkroniciti is glad to welcome back Californian poet Peggy Schimmelman with “Nocturnal Invasion,” a poem bearing witness to the nighttime anxiety many of us experience, as darkness becomes ground for …
“Space” Featured Artist Angie Vein
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome Angie Vein, a visual artist of Greek descent. Her series The Beginning of a New Era, “investigates and negotiates the relationship between deep expression and …
“Chum” by Christopher X. Ryan Wins Our “Intersections” Short Story Contest
Our “Intersections” short story contest has concluded and it was an extremely competitive one. The winner is “Chum” by Christopher X. Ryan, which tells the story of a young insomniac …
Quote for Today: Loren Eiseley
We are rag dolls made out of many ages and skins, changelings who have slept in wood nests or hissed in the uncouth guise of waddling amphibians. We have played …
Quote for Today: Jill Alexander Essbaum
Dizzy and cold, the stars are wearing veils of grief and weeping as if over me. Under such a sky the only sense I have of myself is senselessness—the indiscriminate …
Quote for Today: George Saunders
Night was falling. Birds were singing. Birds were, it occurred to me to say, enacting a frantic celebration of day’s end. They were manifesting as the earth’s bright-colored nerve endings, …
Quote for Today: John O’Donohue
The world rests in the night. Trees, mountains, fields, and faces are released from the prison of shape and the burden of exposure. Each thing creeps back into its own …
Quote for Today: Denise Levertov
In the dark I rest, unready for the light which dawns day after day, eager to be shared. Black silk, shelter me. I need more of the night before I …
Quote for Today: Helmuth Plessner
From an unfathomable primordial source, interior being [innern], the soul’s difficult-to-comprehend forms climb into the light of consciousness where they dissolve again like all genuine creations of the night. …
Quote for Today: Christopher Isherwood
But that long day ends at last; yields to the night-time of the flood. And, just as the waters of the ocean come flooding, darkening over the pools, so over George …