What is Left

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  By David Jones WHAT IS LEFT THE OLD WHALER The hands of an old Alaskan whaler tell their story…   Purple veins course across his skin swollen rivers in springtime-flood   carry life to the sundried parchment the landscape … Continued

To See

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  By David Jones TO SEE “Everything has a beauty, but not everyone can see.” Confucius   To transcend into a different dimension of reality… I walk slowly the tired streets of Old Delhi along rutted tracks, between ancient stones … Continued