Sometimes as an antidote To fear of death, I eat the stars. Those nights, lying on my back, I suck them from the quenching dark Til they a...

  There's no ego. This is one image like another. The suffering, the cataclysm, it's the beauty that you're looking for, it'...

  Bird Song The Story... Head in the Tiger's jaw... And then the rooting out... the ripping apart started... slowly over the next few ye...

 

  LIVE! Let go... Let it all go: Hopes for the future. Regret for the past. Expectations for the present. LIVE! Embraced in the space of you...

  The sun was setting in great clouds of colour behind the Roman hills; they were brilliant, splashed across the sky and the whole earth was...

  art Liane Collot d'Herbois    Thought arises and subsides back into silence the breath rises and falls back into silence all that is p...