Renaissance Utterances

Night has fallen over this scene of convivial voices; Brotherhoods bonded over the thrum of tones. Sounds revolving around the thickness, ...

A piercing of the air With cries of summer A graceful winging arc Against the pastel blue A stirring of the sky With an urgency of spr...

The new writers group I've just joined here in Split talked about inspiration. What inspires us, why are we here in Split, what is m...

Lastovo is known as the island of stars, but for reasons I shall go into, for me it will always be the island of pink. It's been on m...