A dance with death.
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. Sometime hard to separate real life from fiction. … Continue reading
A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind. Sometime hard to separate real life from fiction. … Continue reading
Fool’s wish. Lover’s hold on. (Written on 19 April 1985) I remember when I rushed home to fall into your arms. We would make love till the morning lights appears. I was intoxicated… Continue reading
On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like… Continue reading