Window

What can you see through this window? What kind of room? What sort of place? What people? Who is there? Who once was here? Whose idea was this diamond-shaped window? What reason? Who knows? Who goes there? Strange questions keep me awake some nights. Write me an answer on your walls, House, On your boards... Continue Reading →

Roses

The roses are beginning to wiggle free of their buds and reach for the sunshine and warmth. They sway in the morning breezes and drip- drip-drop morning dew like leaky cups. They invite bumblebees. They call for passersby to stop and smell their special fragrances. "New," they call out, "try our finest seasonal perfumes. Don't... Continue Reading →

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