It was a Tuesday morning. I’d just left my writers’ critique group which meets in our local La Quinta Library, thinking about all the SLJ’s I had to do when I got home. i.e. change the bed, do some wash, … Continue reading →
From Plutarch: Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.
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