Before the house had learned its sorrow,before the clock grew fat with silenceand the chairs began to keep their counsel,there was a bird whose throatcould unlock the morning.She came not like a guest,but like a blessing that had forgotten...

For MustaphaSome friendships do not arrivelike doors opening in a house,but like weather remembering a shore,like two distant firesrecognizing the same wind.I do not remember the first minutethe path between us began,only that poetry was there...that old lantern in...

🌿He kōreroI rapu tētahi tama i te māramatanga. Ka pātai ia ki ngā tāngata o tōna kāinga, kei hea e kitea ai taua mea. Ka kī mai rātou mō tētahi koroua e noho ana i runga i tētahi maunga...

Petals

We were so small,May seem to some,Memories shotAll scene-to-scene,An echoing voice,Now theme-to-theme;Your wisdom shared,Pure evergreen.Your eyes now closed,Earth mise-en-scène;Is it ever wrong to never-say-neverWhen stickier sap sets a balm forever?Reflecting soMy heart careens Through flutterbye-Filled evergreens...Спогад одного місяця, 11...