<p>"Three horses cantered across the plain: a grey Arabian, a Palomino and a Roan. Their riders wore spacesuits... but this was not the moon."</p> <div> </div> <div>Books and old instruments. Extinct beasts. Can there be a wealth of detail but a paucity of meaning? Where is the border between sense and nonsense?</div>

"Three horses cantered across the plain: a grey Arabian, a Palomino and a Roan. Their riders wore spacesuits... but this was not the moon." Books and old instruments. Extinct beasts. Can there be a wealth of detail but a paucity of meaning? Where is the border between sense and nonsense?

<p>"Three horses cantered across the plain: a grey Arabian, a Palomino and a Roan. Their riders wore spacesuits... but this was not the moon."</p> &nbsp; Books and old instruments. Extinct beasts. Can there be a wealth of detail but a paucity of meaning? Where is the border between sense and nonsense?

Seven Cries of Delight

The Strange Recital is an audio forum for short fiction. We delight in perceptions of reality that twist and fold in unexpected ways. 
Each podcast episode runs about 30 minutes and includes a story reading (the Recital), a musical interlude, and an author interview (the Post-Recital)... with a twist. 
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The Strange Recital is an audio forum for short fiction. We delight in perceptions of reality that twist and fold in unexpected ways. Each podcast episode runs about 30 minutes and includes a story reading (the Recital), a musical interlude, and an author interview (the Post-Recital)... with a twist. Subscribe to get a new episode once a month.

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