Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Photo Credit: Greg Laychak a statement- I see in your stature that fierce independence is never far away fuchsia, pinks and whites merge with the grey you redesigned that window to usher in the orange-yellow sunshine I walk out of the frame corridor swallows me in
"that path can contain only you, while I remain in the periphery"