Canvas & Chronicles by Aanya Shen
Fifth Journey Day 113: Vineyard That Did Not Ap...
"Vineyard That Did Not Appear" — River light and late-summer air hold the vineyard by suggestion, not sight. Date: August 29, 2025 Location: Zahle, Lebanon This afternoon in Zahle, in...
Fifth Journey Day 113: Vineyard That Did Not Ap...
"Vineyard That Did Not Appear" — River light and late-summer air hold the vineyard by suggestion, not sight. Date: August 29, 2025 Location: Zahle, Lebanon This afternoon in Zahle, in...
Fifth Journey Day 112: The Postcard Seller’s Ge...
"The Postcard Seller’s Gesture" — A quiet arc of motion remembered from the sunlit stones of Baalbek. Date: August 28, 2025 Location: Baalbek, Lebanon In Baalbek, in the Bekaa Valley...
Fifth Journey Day 112: The Postcard Seller’s Ge...
"The Postcard Seller’s Gesture" — A quiet arc of motion remembered from the sunlit stones of Baalbek. Date: August 28, 2025 Location: Baalbek, Lebanon In Baalbek, in the Bekaa Valley...
Fifth Journey Day 111: Children as Gulls
"Children as Gulls" — Voices ride the sea breeze, skimming the old stones where the city leans toward the water. Date: August 27, 2025 Location: Sidon, Lebanon In Sidon on...
Fifth Journey Day 111: Children as Gulls
"Children as Gulls" — Voices ride the sea breeze, skimming the old stones where the city leans toward the water. Date: August 27, 2025 Location: Sidon, Lebanon In Sidon on...
Fifth Journey Day 110: Harbor in a Single Grain
Date: August 26, 2025Location: Tyre, Lebanon This afternoon, I sat at the fishing harbor in Tyre. The boats looked old, and their colors were faded and chipped. But they still...
Fifth Journey Day 110: Harbor in a Single Grain
Date: August 26, 2025Location: Tyre, Lebanon This afternoon, I sat at the fishing harbor in Tyre. The boats looked old, and their colors were faded and chipped. But they still...
Fifth Journey Day 109: The Hand That Did Not Fi...
Among Byblos’ ancient stones and salt-kissed air, arrival felt less like a journey’s end and more like learning to pause, listen, and let history breathe.
Fifth Journey Day 109: The Hand That Did Not Fi...
Among Byblos’ ancient stones and salt-kissed air, arrival felt less like a journey’s end and more like learning to pause, listen, and let history breathe.
Fifth Journey Day 108: The Boy’s Pause
In Tripoli’s port, where ropes, salt, and light weave together, arrival felt less like discovery and more like noticing the quiet rhythm of beginnings.
Fifth Journey Day 108: The Boy’s Pause
In Tripoli’s port, where ropes, salt, and light weave together, arrival felt less like discovery and more like noticing the quiet rhythm of beginnings.