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a procession passes round the town cathedral the wind rends the Death bas-relief near the astrological entrance clock like a wrest..

a poem about the quest for knowledge in life

haiku

I had an uncertain diagnostic that is why I never wore glasses sometimes my eyes were magnifying other times they were lessening t..

as long as there’s no certain point for every beginning or end certitude is a revolving circle a combination between alph..

a poem about good old days and the loved ones

prose poem

a dedication for all poets on this site and elsewhere, especially for those using metaphors

a poem about the use of masks in everyday life

Still captives in a cave where stars’ flight becomes stone like stalactites dripping earthbound seconds we are one following the other..