…a sanctuary for lost words, for unusual, odd, curious, peculiar, funny, bizarre, weird, uncanny, queer, unexpected, unfamiliar, abnormal, atypical, anomalous, different, out of the ordinary, out of the way, extraordinary, remarkable, puzzling, mystifying, mysterious, perplexing, baffling, unaccountable, inexplicable, incongruous, uncommon, untypical, irregular, singular, deviant, aberrant, freakish, surreal, suspicious, dubious, questionable, eerie and unnatural words, some presented as poetry, others as prose, and quite often melded into photographs, covering such diverse and distantly related themes as Paris, archaeology, music, street art and politics along with a generous helping of perplexing perspectives. I write poetry to be read aloud. Words are only half alive on paper; they are like skeletons. Sound breathes life into them. Makes them sing. While you’re here look for things. You’ll find them… (Oh, and I neglected to mention that unless otherwise credited, all photos are my own creations)...
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo of street art taken in Paris in June 2018.
Thank you for this, Nightpoet. I can’t believe what is happening here.
Neither can I, but it is happening all over the world. In Italy the Fascists are running the government, Nazis are marching in the streets of Germany again, Poland, Hungary and Romania are limiting free speech, discriminating against LGBT people, destroying the judicial systems and turning a way asylum seekers. The Saudis still force their women to wear burkas. These are dangerous times…
“The world has never yet seen a truly great and virtuous nation because in the degradation of woman the very fountains of life are poisoned at their source.” ~ Lucretia Mott