Constantinople
I am made of raw edgesin this city ofbedlam, and chaos,havoc and wonder,a place of incomparable powerthat once was Byzantium,then Constantinople,now Istanbul, a cityI have …
In Words, Photographs & Art
I am made of raw edgesin this city ofbedlam, and chaos,havoc and wonder,a place of incomparable powerthat once was Byzantium,then Constantinople,now Istanbul, a cityI have …
In honour of National Poetry Month, have a look at these two wonderful pieces on poetry from artist Grant Snider, who has been publishing Incidental …
By Carl Sandburg The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. #
Words pool Like a tag cloud Stringing, singing Tempting me to Choose. #