Invisible light path Upon which light stream, The breath of dream Music of our fright Or Aria of delight in morniong Sky– illusion of insight Our negativity lies as we live In spice of negativity of people Who dwell in Plato’s cave, most With shadows deep into which They hide their fright. They move betweenContinue reading “Dare We Dream?”
Writing and the Figures of Life
"Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge…" "the spontaneous of powerful feelings…" Consciousness is Personal Poetry, Short Essays, Short Fiction, "Poetry is the overflow of powerful emotion recollected in tranquility." "the language of Prose may yet be well adapted to Poetry" Preface to The Lyrical Ballads. William Wordsworth
