Nature

March 3, 2021

Feeding Time

Leaning over the old bridge, studying my silence, I watch. […]
March 3, 2021

The Sloth

Its good-natured smile often misconstrued as a frown, as the […]
March 2, 2021

Cloud Watching

I’d presumed I was vertical till a Cumulonimbus cloud unbowed, […]
March 2, 2021

Poetising The Middle Tide Zone

It is an organic place of revelation. The lug-holed vestiges […]
February 20, 2021

The People’s Pond

Of late, there have been rumours of fish, of local […]
September 20, 2020

Gull

You, the lone fool smoothed to an arrow, tumultuously alone. […]