words echo
stirring dust
causing shadows
to move on walls
of memory
words echo
stirring dust
causing shadows
to move on walls
of memory
Crafting, Cooking & Journalling through Life
la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Epistles, Thoughts, and Concerns
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
....But if you stay in my lane long enough, you'll experience my emotions...
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Gesundheit - Rezepte - Reisen
Blog de literatura e artes
Urban art and culture
We're all on a road to somewhere.
My poetry is my religion.
poetry by Robert Ford
Recetas caseras y fáciles
What is the T.S. Eliot reference? I’ve read him but can’t conjure the connection.
I don’t have my collection of his poetry here but do a search on this blog and the segment of his poem that inspires mine will appear.
To what purpose.. clearly love
Well, the memory of love anyway.
Poets shouldn’t be fatalistic. Doesn’t make sense given the poetic project. My bias, I suppose.