Poetics– Bathroom poetry
It happens about every second week… I enter the bathroom (in my pajama), slide back the glass door to the …
It happens about every second week… I enter the bathroom (in my pajama), slide back the glass door to the …
When I walked out the door this morning, the cherry trees were blossoming… 4 weeks late…ha, they took their time …
I met Terry a while ago when he started to comment on my poetry. I made my way to his …
I love food, always have.. I can get crazy about a new dish or taste or when unusual ingredients are …
In Amsterdam last week, I was visiting an exhibition about impressionism, featuring paintings by Monet, Renoir and Pissarro. The …