November light

Dark November, darling November,my birth month, a glorified timeof contradictions,of re-emergence from dreams, wearing adornments and smiles of miss “seen it all, heard it all”Scorpio depth, shrewd intuition,and inner power-It’s nature and nurtureeven when the nurturing is donein a glass castleit is said that art is life intensified,heightened experienceis this what it was, an artisticContinue reading “November light”

A poem: November

The vanishing words, the vanishing images, the shedding of selves like autumn leaves; of withered lives on wrinkled paper, dust off the treasure chest in the desert, next to a snake regenerating its skin polished, your porcelain appearance melting into the undefined- does the new verse annihilate or build you? perhaps it is the fading portrait eitherContinue reading “A poem: November”