Cracks in The Sidewalk: A Beat above Your Poet
My name is Therese, this is my blog:
Between the cracks in the pavement you'll find...Poetry. Naked Songs. Fluttering Smoke. Clouds in Coffee. Echoes.Brushstrokes. Transcendentalism. Existentialism. Antiquity. Counting Reels. Synesthaesia. Wordless paintings. and other things
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
Bob Dylan from ‘A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall’