High up on a hillside, behind the broken walls of a ruined castle, we watch the glowering clouds catch fire as the sun falls blazing from the sky, a burning death she is doomed to endure for all eternity, like a fiery Sisyphus. The […]
The summer comes to a close, light begins to leave earlier, the warm days gradually cool and the night becomes our friend. In the garden of the Goddess ancient trees prepare for sleep and change their gowns from green to gold, before they slumber […]
The seventh of the seven. Some people will understand this, some will not. It may be cryptic or it may not. You may think about the image and the message and make the connection, or you may not. It is not important if it […]
A warm summer afternoon, miles from home, alone;A girl sits on a swing, lost in reverie.The long ropes creak as she disects the air in a lazy arc,Like the pendulum of a mighty metronome,Slowing down time beneath the stately oak tree.Out here, the Earth […]
Sitting in a beautiful English garden on a warm summer evening in July. The honey-coloured stone of the ruins of the old house are bathed in warm evening light and glow like gold. Behind the wall, in another part of the garden, a saxophone […]
The last light is fading away,The last birds sing before the dark.We are here in a beautiful garden,Somewhere between today and tomorrow, The path is a maze of twists and turns, The scent of lavender floats in the warm air,Intoxicating every breath we take,The […]
Nothing lasts but not all is lost,We leave our presence in space and time,We are a memory of an echo, we are shadows, we are dust,Pulvis et Umbra Sumus, as Horace told us once.When all is done and endless sleep is all we have […]
The evening fades to twilight, light begins to close its eyes, colours becoming drowsy, soft and muted until only blue remains. Birds and insects fall silent; there is only the silver sigh of quivering Poplar leaves aroused by the breath of the zephyr. Behind […]
We are inside, looking out. We are in darkness, we want the light. In the distance, a glimmer; the door of perception is open, walk – don’t run. Cold steel and primate genes to keep the lights on, we invent, we survive. Keep busy, […]
