Military madness was killing my country. Solitary sadness comes over me. – Graham Nash
Imagination is not a solitary thing. Unlike fantasy, which is self-centered, imagination implies dialogue – between what is and what could be. Consider that some languages lack the verb “to be.” Speakers grow up expecting to communicate indirectly, use metaphors freely and tolerate ambiguity. Metaphors…Continue
Added by Barry Spector on November 19, 2019 at 4:44pm — No Comments
What shall I send you, dear one,
There in the underworld?
If I send you an apple, it will rot,
If a quince, it will shrivel;
If I send grapes, they will fall away,
If a rose, it will droop.
So let me send my tears,
Added by Barry Spector on November 5, 2019 at 6:15pm — No Comments