(Hello anyone who is reading. I was going to finally write something awe inspiring about my absence lately, then… Read more that’s quite a promise

(Hello anyone who is reading. I was going to finally write something awe inspiring about my absence lately, then… Read more that’s quite a promise
serenitise my perspective catapult me gently into the peace between lengthening shadows
the falls and the rises the contours of surprises the weeds in their guises… growing inside of me at… Read more the clown shall remain nameless, cough
A few years late, I have just discovered these beautiful recordings of Whitacre’s experiments with virtual choirs. I saw his… Read more insomniatic fluid
Midnight: she passes the mirror in the hall on the way to the bathroom. It’s dark. But light reflects from… Read more not sepia
the snow covers her stepped thoughts overnight. (The ones leading to that door.) Now she walks across her floor… Read more but first
“Please, don’t shake that. Please, please just put it down…” His bewildered tears, her pain-dyed self, folded downward, to the… Read more ash globe
“the cure for anything is salt water – tears, sweat, or the sea”. – Isak Dinesen (Karen Blixen)
So this intriguing wordsmith Watt, who throws out such thought provoking, beautifully hued lines from his piers, has so kindly nominated… Read more Sugar, sunshine and stuff
O burdens, I see you looking at me wondering what I will do with thee you getting back to the… Read more in a quiet corner