Sometimes it emerges from within me, Like an unconscious urge, an instinctive bent.
This last weekend, somewhat out of nowhere, I received an email from a man I'd only met briefly, and about five years ago.
From time to time Dr. Cinema will drop by Ezy Reading to offer a quick review of some of the greatest films of the past century...
Fading midwinter light meets shifting strands of deathly hues
And the last cries of the day melt into a blurring vision
'Twas but a confrontation common to the daily grind, The kind of exchange that runs through you and floats away...
