The Peddler's Widow
November 10, 2018poems,Poetry,writingPoetry
Tired legs. Strengthless hands. Take me home To my bed. Long to sleep.…
Barren Rain
November 8, 2018poems,Poetry,writingPoetry
The barren rain makes me wet It grows no crop. The concrete street – hard…
The Young Monk's First Day At The Monastery
November 7, 2018poems,Poetry,writingPoetry
Pitless Darkness Endless thought. I see a light! I see it not. The more I…
Indian Monsoon Evening
November 5, 2018poems,Poetry,writingPoetry
Cloudy sky - a dirty grey. Oppressive heat. Almost dark: the end of day.…
Dei Mundus Deo
November 3, 2018poems,Poetry,writingPoetry
There were three buildings. The old red brick building with the wooden…
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October 21, 2018film,Arizona,film photography,blackandwhite,Street photography,35mmDaily Post
It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you…
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October 1, 2018film,film photography,blackandwhite,35mm,artDaily Post
There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at…