Author: hrp63

stepping into another world, time’s walls seem to melt, and looking in the window of the long low boat, i see you with a kettle in your hand and call you.   our talk ranges wide, dropping and picking up threads like weavers improvising a fabric, preoccupations, sudden recollections – i settle slowly to your […]

a quivering water-drop brimming with rainbow flashes, cracks sunlight, into pure red, blue, emerald frost melt gathering on a winter briar’s translucent thorns shivers and drops spider silk catches sunlight gleams gold-bronze, flexes in a ripple of breeze a breathing moment dances into being a universe had to conjure itself out of nothing, first stars […]

that moment when the mysterious unity that has haunted us since the beginning finally dissolves…   is that the end? could that explain the silence? no-one there to answer – the mind recoils from the smiling enigma.   what freedom and no-one to experience it – what joy, and no-one to feel it! what a […]