She was waiting on a bench for something to happen when the bird fell in her lap a dove, fluttering for air, its wings waving hello or goodbye she could not tell. She looked up at the wires: no bird on the wires, no branches in sight, no cloud in the sky. She touched it … Continue reading Feathers Falling
What are we to do about those who don't know what to do with themselves? Do we lock them in an office and feed them stacks of paper? Do we tie them to an anchor and throw them into the Baltic sea to cheer up the prawns? Do we let them keep on doing nothing … Continue reading Water Leaf
Twenty-four hours in a day: Not one, not two, but twenty-four. Take away sleep hours and eating hours, And there should still be enough hours left For me to do the things I have, I want, I must, I dream to do. Yet no matter how well I plan my day, No matter what careful … Continue reading A Question of Time
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