Tonight I was thinking of the quiet way  we talk through such small things, words spoken between words, letters and poetry drifting through time and space.  A simple letter but so powerful finding the way across oceans, carrying so much, written with few words.  But I have heard you from the first day I found […]

Lies about Love

We are a liars, because the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow, whereas letters are fixed, and we live by the letter of truth. The love I feel for my love, this year, is different from the love I felt last year. If it were not so, it would be a lie. Yet we […]