Memoir Archives

IN 1990, WHILE dark clouds still hung over Tiananmen, I packed up my life in Beijing and landed in...

By Frances Guo

THE TAXI WAS late, even later than usual. I was too tired to be angry. It would be a...

'When the heavy sand is yielding backward from your blistered feet, And across the distant timber you can see...

By Frank Moorhouse

SEVERAL YEARS AFTER she lost her first child, Peter – abducted by his father in early 1950, lost without...

By Kristina Olsson

THE CIGARETTE SELLER of Addis Ababa works her corner, near the entrance to the compound. She buys her cigarettes...

By David Carlin

'In dreams foreignness is absolutely pure, and this is the best thing for writing. Foreignness becomes a fantastic nationality.'...

By Inez Baranay

FROM OLIVERA Sarajevo, 2 December 2011'How are you?''Today, better than tomorrow.'This is a new, dark joke I heard in...

By Olivera Simić

'He who stays at home beside his hearth and is content with the information he may acquire concerning his...

THERE AREN'T THREE seats on the Solomon Airways flight to Honiara, the capital of the Solomon Islands, so I...

By Lesley Synge

I SUPPOSE HE was from the provinces, the heavily shelled country in the central highlands or further north, where...

By Patrick Holland

It is late at night. I am driving alone from Nadzab airport to Lae. Large potholes crater the narrow...

By Brett Caldwell

'JO, WHY ARE you going to the west coast of Tasmania?' a puzzled friend asked me in 1974. 'That's...

By Joanna Talberg