(yes this is a photograph)
by Dev
What can be explained is not poetry. YEATS
The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery FRANCIS BACON
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety…
And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we…
I have decided that instead of posting my photos to various social media…
