the stillness of figure
silence prevails
signs of death, hopelessness
sun appears
brightness twists the construct
nothing turns into abundance
the satisfaction of hope revives
My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
nothing is nothingness
the stillness of figure silence prevails signs of death, hopelessness sun appears brightness twists the construct nothing turns into abundance the satisfaction of hope revives I welcome constructive but not rude comments.
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AuthorI started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life. Categories |