Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Wow William I love this flight of fantasy, well as I see it ;)
That seems a good way of seeing to me, Lorraine. Thank you.
my dear William it is now I who need to leave I can't stand the noise living in this apt with so many people, if i ever find a quite place all of my own I will return until then my friend x
It isn’t easy, I know. And although I cannot help, maybe this old poem of mine will:SilenceWith so many of us talking at once,I wonder how there can be silence at all.Or is silence the sum total of sound,An infinite roar, a vessel rimmed with stars?Until later, Lorraine, and sending good thoughts your way....
Indeed ..if silence is the sum total of sound...We can only wonder..
That abstract beauty you forth with your canvas paintings is really a tickle to my brain, left and right both.Greetings.
True, Anita, and I am content with that arrangement....Greetings, Bhagya. Your tickled brain is my tickled fancy....
I believe that you have captured his aura, William...very "cool."
Like a sign in the mist, a line such as this, points the way. Thank you, Jan.
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