Photo by Hartwig HKD It’s been two and a half years since I started blogging. Two and a half years during which I’ve learnt an incredible amount. Some of it is...
Photo by Hartwig HKD It’s been two and a half years since I started blogging. Two and a half years during which I’ve learnt an incredible amount. Some of it is...
Photo by Vijay Kalakoti A mouse set its trap in the city of lights – this timeA barrage of unusual sounds, then tidal lossReligion grows monstrous in the hands of faithless...
Photo by Vijay Kalakoti A mouse set its trap in the city of lights – this timeA barrage of unusual sounds, then tidal lossReligion grows monstrous in the hands of faithless...
Photo by Arches National Park I’ve been thinking recently about how responsibilities grow with age. Freedom too, in many ways. When I was younger happiness came readily, bubbling and buoyant, easily...
Photo by Arches National Park I’ve been thinking recently about how responsibilities grow with age. Freedom too, in many ways. When I was younger happiness came readily, bubbling and buoyant, easily...
Photo by Hartwig HKD I don’t often link to blog posts on this website. Usually, Twitter, Facebook and Google + are the places for me to recommend other writers and artists....
Photo by Hartwig HKD I don’t often link to blog posts on this website. Usually, Twitter, Facebook and Google + are the places for me to recommend other writers and artists....
The Ganges at Varanasi by Alan King and Phillip Azevedo With the summer behind us and the kids back at school, I’m getting into the groove with the novel again. The...
The Ganges at Varanasi by Alan King and Phillip Azevedo With the summer behind us and the kids back at school, I’m getting into the groove with the novel again. The...
Photo by Kain Kalju Who does not feel smallin a universebasked in starlight? Like faithless pilgrimswe trudgethe road alone We turn towards the shrillensnared by the questfor riches and popularity Forgetting...
Photo by Kain Kalju Who does not feel smallin a universebasked in starlight? Like faithless pilgrimswe trudgethe road alone We turn towards the shrillensnared by the questfor riches and popularity Forgetting...
