Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Poetry, n.

Poetry. n. That sublime moment when a loved one dies, and you have not yet heard the news.

4.6.2010 #2
4.6.2010 #1 (drawing)


Gary B. Fitzgerald said...



rahina q.h. said...

your blog has had quite an impact on me! Good to have discovered it.

vazambam said...


like this help
keep us


William Michaelian said...


rahina, thank you. That’s wonderful to hear. And I look forward to exploring your “visual diary.”

Vassilis, your kind words have the same effect.

Kenneth Griggs said...

I could see you doing plenty more of these. This "definition", though, strikes me as one of the best.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Ken. If that is so, it might be due to its effortless arrival. Thinking, especially mine, usually gets in the way.

ALeks said...

This one is too beautiful I shall come again,later!!

William Michaelian said...

Thank you!