It’s a still life watercolor, Of a now late afternoon, As the sun shines through the curtained lace And shadows wash the room. And we sit and drink our coffee Couched in our indifference, Like shells upon the shore You can hear the ocean roar In the dangling conversation And the superficial sighs, The borders […]

Words from a book I last read six years ago. “Before I go,” he said, and paused — “I may kiss her?” It was remembered afterwards that when he bent down and touched her face with his lips, he murmured some words. The child, who was nearest to him, told them afterwards, and told her […]

The brief period before a summer rainstorm is always enticing; the way the wind picks up speed and fills everything with a wet scent of anticipation. I particularly enjoy watching the clouds take shape. The grey forms twist and turn rapidly in the sky conjuring new patterns every minute, as the world beneath falls into […]

I love Richard Dawkins quotes! “There is an anaesthetic of familiarity, a sedative of ordinariness which dulls the senses and hides the wonder of existence. For those of us not gifted in poetry, it is at least worth while from time to time making an effort to shake off the anaesthetic. What is the best […]

Chiaki has been my role model in more ways than one for quite a long time now. Here’s his chilling performance of the first movement from Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto 2. When I watched Nodame Cantabile for the first time, I found it a bit odd that so much focus was being given on the performances for […]