It’s Art, Duh!

It’s Art, Duh!

  It was Raymond’s suggestion. I had never really understood art, so I was never very inclined to visit art galleries. I can appreciate the colours, the skill; the talent involved. I understand that there’s talent. Well, most of the time—as Bob Dylan said. Other times . . . Well, I just don’t know. Like […]

Kite

Kite

  It comes on slowly, gently at first. Afters years and years, after fears And arrears and tears.   It comes on slowly. And on a day like any other, The wind arrives.   And the kite is airborne.