Tonight on the drive home, a chiffon bit of fiery cloud hung so close to the road an escapee from the bank of golden and steel blue at the edge of the world – Seemed like impossible magic and it … Continue reading →
dreaming of Iceland •
arriving in Reykjavík •
clad in auroras. Continue reading →
Forget all rules, forget all restrictions, as to taste, as to what ought to be said, write for the pleasure of it. — William Carlos William Continue reading →
I thought I would write tonight about a hero… but when I re-read the haiku from earlier there seemed to be more on the theme. WTH? Hell or high water hell on wheels hell in a handbasket to hell and … Continue reading →
How high the water? •
Is Satan nipping at you? •
Better buckle down. Continue reading →
The greatest genius will never be worth much if he pretends to draw exclusively from his own resources.
