Sitting in Dublin Airport
I am sitting here in Dublin Airport at some ungodly time in the morning waiting to take a Ryanair flight to Venice. Dublin. although only a day, was a blast…
I am sitting here in Dublin Airport at some ungodly time in the morning waiting to take a Ryanair flight to Venice. Dublin. although only a day, was a blast…
Data, bitsof zealous analysis,is deterioratingdesire.
Pregnant anticipationbankrupts thismelancholy,this funk.
Another in a long line of perfectly captured moments via the medium of traditional Chinese poetry. The stanza break below is mine; generally speaking, those types of artificial breaks don't…
Because when is it not a good time for a Wang Wei reflection on age and pursuits. Asian poetry, especially the sparse verse often found in Japan and China, appeals…
And a picture on its side that I am too lazy to rotate in a Photo editor.
I am sorry again for not posting more often. Jen and I are off to Europe in a few days and work has been hectic and I had a kidney…