costa barnacla
particular white cloud formation of the moment at hand, shall stay in place, be the capstone of my summer living vision, become permanent part and …
I really have no name
"Through a foggy window in the rain ― When you thought no one was watching ― Going through your memories like so many prisons to …
M/Ant-hard-ica
she inquires why I write so many poems, easy comes reply: It gives me a fantastic living, it makes and gives, each poem, a calculation, …
tween the heart and NYC
only love poems and other complaints; “teach me where the apostrophe goes, the comma and why the question mark is curved and dotted like my …
F/east coast australia
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M/nyc
A poetpourri history of a journey from naissance to humility, in between, the white (s)pacing of poems decorating a life...to read me is to perhaps, …