I Hang The Bird Feeder
seasons are a language I understand.after winter, comes springand then thehatchlingnestlingfledglingflying today,i hang the bird feedernot for the birds but to ...
Category: Poetry
The main focus of this blog is poetry. I share some of my poems, drafts or excerpts. More often that not, I rewrite or edit to publish them somewhere else.
The Gallerist
At the gallerybeauty & weirdnessjostle for attention;a dare to express If I were a painterwhat would I depict? Strangeness of the worldwe live in or beauty ...
