See that big rock in the upper right hand corner of this photo? It sits on the radiator cover in your bedroom, next to the other rocks you’ve brought back from various shores and woods, along with the beach glass your best friend gave you one year for your birthday. “You can ride as far … Continue reading The seen and unseen worlds
Shoulders – Naomi Shihab Nye A man crosses the street in rain, stepping gently, looking two times north and south, because his son is asleep on his shoulder. No car must splash him. No car drive too near to his shadow. This man carries the world’s most sensitive cargo but he’s not marked. Nowhere … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Naomi Shihab Nye
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your own PDK for writing
a collection of beautiful words.....
Objects, Memory and Meaning
If it can't be said in a hundred words, then it can't be said in a thousand.
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"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Thoughts on the world around me
the literary asylum
Bipolar is my superpower
