- when the lustered sea embraces the sand, is it to claim or cede its flotsam? when my mind sails with the rolling wind, is it to cast or catch a sparkle?
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The Hard Lane
the hard lane there are fast lanes that do not wait, we either get crushed, or get there sooner, or we can stand by to see the rush, and think of falling, and rising water.
rustles of bamboo leaves one fine afternoon (a collection)
‘Rustles of bamboo leaves one fine afternoon’ is not exactly a new collection, though this is the first time that it is being posted for general reading. Written on a bright and breezy March afternoon, in six short parts, shelved … Continue reading
