Blackbird Artist
Poem Something drips, Thick like candle-wax, Warm like blood, From the top of the canvas down to the bottom, Making a jet-black streak on the blinding white. A pair of wings shadows the...
Poem Something drips, Thick like candle-wax, Warm like blood, From the top of the canvas down to the bottom, Making a jet-black streak on the blinding white. A pair of wings shadows the...
Poem Someone dropped you (a rose,) on Коstenka street: I found you while I tramped the crunchy road, As I skidded on Karaganda sidewalk-sleet, Down the snowy, boot-printed lane, Shivers slinging from my...
Poem Today, when I was walking I saw the “ghosts” of one friend after another. In the faces of strangers walking down the path I saw my friends’ eyes staring back at me....
Poem In the afterglow I shine like a worm. Verses go swirling round my head again; The day is pale and grey. Cracking eggs on the windowsill, And thawing butter on the radiator....
Poem A day of cold, And I’m chilled to my bones. Every rafter of my snow-shocked brain Tinkles with pinnacles of frost: Glass too cold to touch, Each lobe a frosty forest Except the...
Raven & the Secret in the Forest – Serial Fiction book 1 in the ‘Raven Kingdom’ series by Lëaf Ednïwinga Dedicated to my son, Raven. Love -Lëaf “A young boy who lives with his...