Poetry: On His Blindness by John Milton
On His Blindness by John Milton When I consider how my light is spent E're half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent…
On His Blindness by John Milton When I consider how my light is spent E're half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent…
insignificance in significance - Jane
It has been a while since I shot myself in a public space. So on my way to do this shoot I wondered if it would be more…
C'EST FAIT! I mean the writing part. The paper has been submitted. Now I wait to see if I graduate in June. A spring graduation sounds lovely, yes?…
is there pulse outside time? is there outside time? --- Jane