They're all gone now. Swallowed down by windy pipes gone by... Some hairy brushes sinking low below Those every seconds left untouched. Where's time now mum? Where is it m'am? So fond of words, so fond... Label me life; label me as you would label toes... Dead, cold, as the reminder of an unpaid day … Continue reading Social poem 1
Tag: Cervantes
When your mind is in the wrong place…
-A short essay on Nazim Hikmet...- "at the age of fifty found his mind in his heart" Nazim Hikmet How strange... Of most people it would be expected to have been mentally settled by the age of fifty; how wrong... I have found my introductory quote within the opening thoughts of an -until now- unknown … Continue reading When your mind is in the wrong place…
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