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I cannot harken a lamp post For I do not know anyI cannot hear the sound of swaying wheat For I have never felt it’s rustling velvetI fear the ocean…
I cannot harken a lamp post For I do not know anyI cannot hear the sound of swaying wheat For I have never felt it’s rustling velvetI fear the ocean…
We met again Along with my love And walked through the city, this city, another city,Montreal pulling him back and the thought of that train lurching in the middle of…
Listen, gentle rain Tapping against the windowListen as I cast my words Through your treacherous dropsLet them fly Through these city streetsAnd find their way to my home So far…
A few photographs to mark the past year. I am not sure how much commentary they require. I suppose those closest to me will have an idea as to what…
Sorry if this is approaching indulgent, but I wanted to share a few more pictures to celebrate the coming of fall. As mentioned in a wonderful conversation with my brother…
A busy little bee, I am, I amA busy little bee. A frog, a lark, a lemon, a tree.here in Korea. Wait a minute, just lost the verse. Let me…