…in the garden of Eden
I am in The Creative’s Workshop, which surely has not escaped anyone (or… it probably has. Escaped hundreds of millions, […]
I love these poems.
A while ago I stumbled across Nayyirah Waheed on Instagram. She writes poems, most often short ones, that go deep […]
milk and honey
when my mother was pregnant with her second child i was four i pointed at her swollen belly confused at […]
When they sleep
I read a poem today, by the Norwegian poet Rolf Jacobsen (1907-1994) : All people are children when they sleep. there’s no […]