A PLACE FOR SIDEWAYS TRAINS OF THOUGHT
In the age when the world was as yet new when early humans lacked experience, without the shrewdness of the present day, beneath a lofty mountain, with a peak that seemed to touch the sky, a people, whose name I do not know, lived on the valley floor who... Continue Reading →
(Listen to the poem here) Swaying in his walking mother’s arms The two-year old is studiously Extracting strands of moonlight From her long and precious hair. Phillip Hill 2017
The Moon by Jaime Sabines You can take the moon in spoonfuls or in tablets once every two hours. It works as a hypnotic and a sedative and also provides relief for those who have an overdose of philosophy. A piece of moon in your pocket is a better charm than a rabbit's paw: it... Continue Reading →