Lessons Trees Teach

Always, always, stay rooted, young one, the world is at your feet, you can reach the sky if you want Forever, forever, stand tall, young one, summer or winter, you can choose to stay strong if you want Dance with

My Visit to Grandma

My Visit to Grandma

my grandma’s porch light, on the only light on for miles and miles a midnight walk through the rows and rows of coconut groves to my childhood haunt a clearing, a makeshift shelter of dried coconut leaves, the long wooden

Disappearing act

Disappearing act

Disappearing act O! Here we go again I lost my words again did it follow the rabbit with the clock in its pocket dream up a dream vacation in no-word-land can i pull you out of a hat? did it

Q for IN-Q, my poem: CYCLES #AtoZChallenge #BlogChatterA2Z #NaPoWriMo

Q for IN-Q, my poem: CYCLES #AtoZChallenge #BlogChatterA2Z #NaPoWriMo

I discovered this artist, poet, songwriter a little before 10 last evening, and I am glad I did. His stage name is IN-Q, his name is Adam Schmalholz, he is a spoken word poet and I think I have started to adore

P for Perumal Murugan, untitled #AtoZChallenge #BlogChatterA2Z #NaPoWriMo

P for Perumal Murugan, untitled #AtoZChallenge #BlogChatterA2Z #NaPoWriMo

My husband bought me a copy of Perumal Murugan’s ‘Songs Of A Coward’ and I thought it was a rather unusual title. Honestly, I was a bit skeptical as I had never heard of him before (but I hadn’t even

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