By  Hillary Fayle Your fingers do not know soft leaves nor supple skein of silkworm Only the hardness of streets  And hiss of sh...

1000 Candles by William Mackrell The father saw the body of his dead son and told his other sons not to wipe away the blood staini...

today i will light a  candle: peace i  will  be the sycamore tree standing    tall for brothers & sisters,    los...

Saltworks by Japanese Artist:   Motoi Yamamoto Instead  I pour sea salt on floor, white crystals on black  forming lines, tra...