Tue. May 28th, 2024
Clouds viewed from above

The Prince awoke, as if from sleep
To find the world was gone
With nothing there beneath his feet
And nout to keep him warm

CJ 1996

First published 2016


Who am I? I am different things to different people. I am a poet, a visual artist, a sculptor of found objects, and a writer. I am a bookkeeper, an office manager, an administrator and software support consultant, even a short-order cook and barista. I am a parent, a grandparent, a sibling, a cousin and a friend. I am a traveller, a technophile, a philosopher and a student of all things.

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