A poem from On Driftwood and Oblivion Children’s smiles spread to the menWho presented joyAfter a long nightmare’s sleepTo the girls and boys. Tanks, raged as a floodAcross the snow-covered fieldsNow stained with their blood. […]
In today’s world of constant craziness, I pondered on a few things that would be nice if they somehow magically happened. The late great Kurt Vonnegut once relayed a story about appreciating the little things […]
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From the collection REMINISCENCES OF MY DEAD-END STREET In the confusion of the autumn wind coldWhen life slows and starts feeling so oldYou unlock the secrets, forever untold… Read more in the collection REMINISCENCES OF […]