this life in the all-hallowed cosmic night
is the flicking flame of Now seeing
our childlike choir of warm souls rapt
in the luminous singing of Being
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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