As the sun set this evening the sky marbelized in deep shades of blue. The clouds hung very low in the sky. I am looking towards the shore from 77th Street in Brooklyn. This time I used the camera in my iPhone which worked really well after turning off the flash.
Through My Viewfinder
balang-araw
"When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire."
How will you go about finding that thing the nature of which is totally unknown to you? (Plato)
Updates on the cultural and academic boycott of Israel, and news about Palestinian literary events
aiming for the essential
Listen to your senses
Thoughts on books for young readers
This is a monthly newsletter/magazine which chronicles the poetry events in the Pioneer Valley of Western MA and the Springfield/Hartford area.
Supporting Survivors of Childhood Abuse and Complex PTSD
Loves all things media literacy
A celebration of my favorite picture books for kids.
A poetry and prose project. 2017.
Re-Imagining Retail In The Age of Amazon
365 Days of Poetry
