Posted by in Uncategorized The Swan … By Mary Oliver Did you too see it , drifting , all night , on the black river ? Did you see it in the morning , rising into the silvery air ? An armful of white blossoms , Bill Ecklund photography A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized She is shy , the first thing you would notice about her . What you wouldn’t know was the nightmare she has of going to school in a glass dress revealing her naked body . He , on the other hand , is confident and owns the hallway , this everyone sees . The…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Alone , with a sack lunch , the gate was left open as I went walking out of the village with no plan , just wanting to feel the hazy spring morning air after having spent so much time indoors constantly feeding fire into the old Turkish wood stove . The scent of coals and…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized I haven’t been out of the village for over a month until once again going to Plovdiv for the third time the other day . I had run out of drawing paper and all of my pens were dry . But once I had arrived the shops didn’t interest me this time and I…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized ” My life is my message “. Ghandi Janet Doane is Seattle born , a lover of nature , family and friends , raw food and living from the heart in ways that can help the planet . She studied at Lyme Academy College of Fine Art and in Italy . She…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized Up from the ground a daisy grew by the border of the fence behind the house . A house where there floated a pale cloud , an umbrella of protection , above its roof . A roof under which lived a family of two parents and three children . A bedroom of yellow papered…Read more »
