Poetry Reading

The lotus leaf felt the raindrop's fear. It also felt the cool liquidity which was like a touch of enchantment.

Chamnongsri L. Rutnin (Hanchanlash) When I was very young the sea spoke to me in a different voice a voice of sunshine and humorous...

Loneliness is sometimes grey, mute and pale with claws outstretched to clutch the heart

Not being a poet I cannot crystallize the tenderness, cruelties and all the intricacies of life..