Like a great queen this solitude reigns over me. Every day I do her bidding In silence Or in prose Upon a cloud Or on a bed of thorns. I unpeople the world And wrap myself In a shroud of silence. My monarch leads me on Through deserts and storms Through lands where words grow … Continue reading On Solitude, The Queen
It’s good to be on the warmer side of a rainy window. To watch it rain on others but not on you. To float in the dry silence of your own room To have nothing to do Nowhere to go To think of love and death as things that will happen to you on some … Continue reading The Warmer Side of a Rainy Window
Life, be kind to me Give me ten years more Give me twenty Give me a masterpiece of words Give me a woman to teach me love Give me nights of passion And quiet breakfasts in bed Give me a thousand great books to read Give me bicycle rides through the countryside Give me work … Continue reading Letter Left on the Windowsill at Dawn
