poetry – Page 9 – Seashell Nell

On travelling to Bethlehem

I’ve never been to the Holy Land But I’ve been to other lands, holy to me. I didn’t go because I was required by order (Unless you count the order of Whispers-in-my-heart). I cannot say I’ve shared their experience But, the human experience is full of comparable moments, isn’t it? It has always struck me:ContinueContinue reading “On travelling to Bethlehem”

To Frank.

I usually talk fashion on Wednesdays, but my camera has just died, so instead I’ll post about a man named Frank. Frank lives on the sidewalk by my office building. He usually lives in boxes and under trash bags, and I know this and occasionally pass him on my way to and from work. TodayContinueContinue reading “To Frank.”