SPRING – Poetry, by William Morris

8 years ago

SPRING Spring am I, too soft of heart, much to speak ere I depart: ask the Summer-tide to prove, the…

SPRING RAIN – Poetry, by Matsuo Basho

8 years ago

SPRING RAIN Spring rain, leaking through the roof, dripping from the wasps' nest. (Matsuo Basho)

TO SPRING – Poetry, by William Blake

8 years ago

TO SPRING Sound the flute! Now it's mute! Bird's delight, Day and night, nightingale, in the dale, lark in sky.…

THE HAMPSTEAD HEATH TOAD – Poetry, by Dorothy Porter

8 years ago

THE HAMPSTEAD HEATH TOAD It was one of those beautiful English summer nights, when levitating on the moonshine of a…

DEPICTING LONELINESS AND ISOLATION – George Russel Drysdale: shades of abstract and surrealistic art

8 years ago

GEORGE RUSSELL DRYSDALE 1/3 – George Russell Drysdale was born in Bognor Regis (Sussex, England), and its family settled in…

NUMBERS – Poetry, by Dorothy Porter

8 years ago

NUMBERS I get magic (sometimes I get more than I bargain for), but I don’t get numbers. Numbers do worse…

PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK – Romance, by Joan Lindsay

8 years ago

Hanging Rock stands isolated, in the Australian bush north of Melbourne. Yes, it really was the theater event narrated in…

PLEASURE – Poetry, by Dorothy Porter

8 years ago

PLEASURE Is it the bite of a sighing crocodile? All your voluptuous bleeding incense come at once? I have traveled…

WEATHER: 15° c, WIND AT 19 MPH, HUMIDITY 72% – Your special things to do in Melbourne

8 years ago

No. You will not have time to sleep in this city so special, where all lovers of culture and sport,…