if perfume had an emotion it would be a violent silence evoking quantum leaps into far-off memories raking over histories with a voice of unfading notes and a presence that may cloy or dim yet, never ever leaves ©Vivian Zems... Continue Reading →
A life will be spent getting from there to here discerning the ‘now’ from the ‘then’ -testing bridges that bear the weight of all our mistakes and flounderings And yet- as life oscillates between foolishness and wisdom from our Springs... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 