Saturday, August 7, 2010


Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee.
~Emily Dickinson

Still available - "Night Cats"
Email me to make an offer -

The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry.
 ~French Proverb