Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Blood and memory

blood and memory

a river coursing our lives

flowing on through the years

past people and places

a sliver of moon in an ink black song

its liquid breath keeps moving on

it spills through the thin trees

a thin trickle of blood

in the fading winter sunset

Monday, November 23, 2020


                                             Brighton        2018

goodbye Ivan Fridl RIP

                  Bratislava        spring      2004

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Saturday, November 7, 2020