Spring is in the air
"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold, when it is summer in the light,...
Insatiable Thirst For Truth and Beauty
With so few trees in the city and so much misery of all kinds surrounding us, how could we ever expect to see a...
Every breath you take…
It was summer, and the world smelled of roses and jasmine. The sunshine shimmered like powdered gold on the edge of blue wildflowers and...
Pureness of the light
As usual, it's difficult for me to write this letter from the editor without making it really personal. However, this time I prefer to...
What does poetry do?
What does poetry do? What is its purpose? To me, poetry is essential because poems have literally changed the way in which I look at and...