Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
The magpie’s cult When a playful magpie takes a bath Seeing that magic, makes wine of wrath It takes the wondrous joy of a child Adds carefree zest of a teen gone wild Shakes them together into a cult That of a free, inventive… Continue Reading “The magpie’s cult- a poem and art”
Yes, unlike the false promise on Che Guevara ( still have to work on it..) my favorite Stephens are easier for me to write about, I already know them quite well. Stephen Jay Gould was a paleontologist, who broke away from the tenet in… Continue Reading “The Stephens I admire, adore and would like to be..”