Mulberry for the Fledglings

Dear Friend of my Heart, By the beginning of May the less elevated parts of the Dun Valley experience a … More

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Dear friend of my heart, phlegmatically achromatic, neither a pinch, nor a slip, not even an off-beat ecstatic, this evening … More

Dear Friend, Keen tempered caterpillars are voraciously devouring leaves, eager to go into deep meditation. They would later wake up … More

This morning the bed spit me out in distaste. I am not responsible for these dreams, I think out loud … More

I stretched my body, arms reaching out to look for a vagrant cloud or two, to pull them overhead for … More

It has been almost ten months since I last took the camera out, spending soft moments with birds and insects… … More

Even as I write a house fly sits on an edge of the laptop… it would seem that the poetry … More

Mister C is a garden lizard of a respectable social standing and a somewhat unusually speedy disposition. Mister C spends … More