art
Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Who waved from my mother's flat?
Yesterday, I had an inexplicable experience during my visit to my mom's home in Belgium that has left me baffled. Every few months, I travel from Paris to see her, keeping up a tradition we've had for 17 years - she waves goodbye to me from her third floor window as I walk to the bus stop down the path outside her apartment building.
By spooky session3 years ago in Poets
