Lovely, Dennett. Beautiful poem, and it's good to hear you are on your way back regarding your health. Thanks for your lovely poem.

Litterpicking, data collection and a touch of Tikkun Olam — Shuttlecock left behind broken, a reminder of some people’s fun here. I pick it up, before a bird does. Litter. It’s literally everywhere. Amazing what people callously leave behind. In the streets, in parks. In nature. Places they enjoy. Have fun in. And then, ruin. The litter left behind is…

A next stage in the journey of finding a poet’s revenue stream — There was a time I published a story on Medium every single day. Sure, it was not a very long time, but I tried it. It didn’t work as I wished it would. …

A poem of love for the Love-Of-My-Life — That night, that night, that night of nights, that night I will remember until deep into my nightest night. Was it a dream? A dream in which I dreamt of finally meeting the person of my dreams? A dream I dreamt ever since I started dreaming. But is was real and it was you. You. YOU! And when I look at you I know it’s you, the one I dreamt of. You. Every day since that night of nights, I dream of you with my eyes open.

The time for seeing the perfection of reality is here — A flattened frog, rotting fish, bird in the water. Funghi on a tree. You won’t find those over-produced, so-called perfect world shots in my Instagram feed, but on occasion there will be a photo of decay. And if it rains, there will be greyness. Just as there is radiance in…

A poem to inspire seeing the storm — See the storm. See it, don’t hesitate. Remember what happened. What went wrong. See the storm. And this time make it stop. In her diary, Anne Frank wrote about hearing the thunder rolling in. About how the world was being turned into a desert. She was in the midst of…

A poem for (inter)national hugging day. It’s International Hugging Day today. And boy do we need a hug in these times. So, if you just won an election and are filled with hope, or you just saw the other side win and lost all hope, feel hugged. Are you looking…

An ode to one of the great footballers of all time — Life is life paint-rolled on vacant board evokes music and raw, magical, unlimited talent. Diegoaoaoaoaoaoaoal. One of the best football players of all time passed away today. May he find peace wherever he is now. And a ball. He clearly was in love with the ball, and taught us the beauty of that love. Thank you for that.

A poet patiently tries to find revenue Poets on Medium are a wonderful bunch. But increasingly, they are voicing their discontent. Not in words, that they have done generously since the changes to the Medium Partner Program (MPP) revenue calculation system in 2019. No, this time they are shuttering their…