“The Deluded” hope fails us often grief never. that’s why some think that known grief is better than unknown grief. they believe that hope is illusion. they are deluded […]

I’m writing on the paper with black ink. And blacks (as distinct from dark greys, dark blues or greens or browns) have acquired more weight, are heavier. Other colours flare […]

Mid-March. The wild geese are back in the field in front of our house. They remind me of something I wrote back in November when they were heading the other […]