Black Ducks of Sydney |
from craignorthey.com
Black ducks of Sydney. Its a beautiful stream in summer. Winding wide and slow through the gentle dip in a willowy park it passes under a filigreed covered bridge in the shap...
Posted by Northey on Thu, 13 Oct 2005 08:12:00 PST |
Lone Trumpet Under the Overpass |
from craignorthey.com
No one expects to be falling a hundred and twenty feet. Its usually a surprise. Darkness enhances the seconds of enlightenment that precede infinity. I think he only meant ...
Posted by Northey on Thu, 13 Oct 2005 08:07:00 PST |
Eyes In the Palms of Her Hands |
I've written a lot at craignorthey.com...in the journal. Its not a searchable blog because, at the heart of it all, I don't want anybody to find the worst stuff. You'll have to pick through the klinke...
Posted by Northey on Tue, 11 Oct 2005 11:50:00 PST |
