you did what you could…
dailyprompt
keeper of existential messages
Tess, my brave soul x

less is more…
exploration…
“We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.”
(T. S. Eliot, lines 239-242, Four Quartets)
Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found…
Alexander Pope, English poet, 1717
…to be a poet
after time
is there no time?
like the present…
Celtic Bouzouki

I had an Indian Sitar for many years, travelled with it in the late 60’s through Chile, South America, later it was damaged by the police in Ecuador. In the 90’s I took it with me to France where the gourd became damaged for the second and final time. I had to let it go. I discovered my beautiful Celtic Bouzouki in Cornwall, UK and on the anniversary of Ravi Shankar’s birthday, improvised this short “evening raga”. She is still with me to this day, now in Walmer, Deal, Kent, where she features in some of our short poem-films x
develop possibility
develop possibility for adventure within ourselves, at our own pace…
emotion
emotion; the possibility of finding or being touched by something on the tip of being
What?
“What?”
directed by Roman Polanski, 1972