Oh well, it must that time again.Images dart past meSmiles look like frowns and there’s no musicEven when listening to … More
Month: September 2021
Stuck on Specks
Faeries of light twinkling on dust specks make me happy for a minute Ruminating on and over againthings to be … More
Fragile – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: Life in the midst of death, one of the many eucalypts known as blackbutt – the bark at the … More