Epitaph to nature
mournful angels play muted trumpets solemnly melody of pain epitaph for dying woods fuming factory chimneys — February 20, 2013
mournful angels play muted trumpets solemnly melody of pain epitaph for dying woods fuming factory chimneys — February 20, 2013
Today it’s the 100th Carpe Diem, and the prompt is angel. It’s late and I really want to make an entry. Came to think about a picture I’ve taken of […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis