It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Rude Silence

 
"My quiet is inhabited
by inner voices,
the solitude of silence
is but an illusion." Posted by Picasa

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Kianseng, what a wonderful array of art and inspirations you have here. One is uplifted by visiting your place. I also love images of roots. Beautiful photographs in harmonious blend with your poetry.

All the best,
Minerva Bloom~

Anonymous said...

Kianseng, what a wonderful array of art and inspirations you have here. One is uplifted by visiting your place. I also love images of roots. Beautiful photographs in harmonious blend with your poetry.

All the best,
Minerva Bloom~