Pablo Neruda: The Riddles
You have asked me what the crustacean spins between its limbs of gold
and I answer: the sea knows it.
May 8, 2020 · Leave a comment
Rosaly DeMaios Roffman: Guided Imagery — With Respect for the Sea’s Language
Yesterday someone said “See grief through God’s eyes” and when I try to do that I rescue the memory of blue mist an image that draws from shadows: I … Continue reading
June 18, 2018 · Leave a comment
