Festina lente.Hurry slowly. Canta y no llores.Sing and don’t cry. on leaving The weary earth, the weary sky each weary creature will stop what they do to watch me return, kiss you, embrace holding your face, heart like a bowl ready […]
Category Archives: From Notebooks Kept
1973 – 1974
… … on leaving The weary earth, the weary sky each weary creature will stop what they do to watch me return, kiss you, embrace holding your face, heart like a bowl ready to be filled ready to fill. … on painting ……“Painting isn’t filling […]
