My mother died. She stopped breathing and so we walk out into the mist of the morning, the sun low and strong and we go for a walk at the sea.
Cycling from Singapore to Düsseldorf
The secrets of my mind and the best of my goodwill
Music gives meaning
Published articles and blog posts
The Chronicles of a Book Addict
it always knows
Belfast-based arts and culture musings
Poetry & Prose - Maria McManus, Ireland. Text, Ideas & Images © 2012-2018
human roots Norway Palestine
......land speaks through the dreamer......
The blog for the site www.navarranews.es
Experiences articulated with underwater photo & text.
writer, silversmith and photographer