The enemy breached the walls: in a few hours the virus spread, and a deep change set in. I can't breath, nor think clearly. I know today is first day of Autumn, the trees colours have been changing for a while. Have we had a real summer? This is the time to go back … Continue reading Is it Autumn?
Immobile, his thoughts a long, grey meandering: pain boosts his melancholy - a writer's block in reverse... For there is much new to express, and so many ways to exercise style! For sitting is now a torture, slow and methodical, preventing art for art, but still imagining horizons ready for discovery. Image: Chapel of Saint … Continue reading Pain #WritersWednesday #fifty