The Lord of the Tower

By Paul Xylinides

Who rides the giant butterflies must certainly win the battle or so thinks the Lord of the Tower until something muddy below rises on high and buries even his tower.

“Remember, my child, imaginary days don’t grow beneath trees - you have to climb up and pluck them.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Paul Xylinides
• Release date: Aug 7, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311388643

Paul Xylinides

This profile has to reach as far back as it can since, in this case, meaning begins there. No one knows my grandfather’s original name. At an undetermined age, he fled Russia’s civil wars in the early 20th century and arrived in Greece where he fashioned an identity for himself that was unique and yet of its place. Xylinides, translating as one occupied in some fashion or other with wood (ξύλο), now supplies the nom de plume for whatever I write. I owe the sentiment of this borrowed name to a man whose choices in the face of historical upheaval and existential threat ultimately provided for the existence of myself and others. He died leaving no other record than his forged identity soon after the birth of his daughter. Wherever we find ourselves vast historical winds have deposited us and we remain either subject to their reach or within their unrelenting grip. Residence: Montreal. Education: McGill University, M.A. (English Literature). Mentor: David G. Taylor: Painter, teacher, writer.

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