Saturday 6th August


St Petersburg in the rain, a street in words transmitted
to distant friends. Cocoons of amber light, water running down
windows, warm, dry memories of a safe youth.

A sure thing walks in, looks around, glances through panda eyes.
Yeah, thrill, so what? In the beginning we was stupid.

M Train – Patti Smith


3 thoughts on “Saturday 6th August

  1. Art creation from the inherent nature of essence is magical. For the lucky it brings food both to the soul and the table in a constant flow, the others they use their head. The cortex brings the illusion of the magical, also known as “created from the heart”.

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