
Text: Your care-bronzed tones Holding the steady flow Of words thick With quietly churning thoughts And a breath-catching gaze Drew me over my wall and yours Landing me in this strange garden Of new and old worth exploring
by Roshan James
Text: It is an odd feeling This becoming Attuned to microscopic shifts And the slightest change in how the eyebrow lifts Attentive to the microcosmic evolution At play in flesh and mind A creative revival of spirit More than revising, starting wholly again First drafting Story crafting Bringing it home To where we’ve always been […]