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Where the long road has led me (metaphorically, that is) I might very well be finished writing novels. That’s not an easy thing for me to write. It’s like saying my heart has stopped beating or I don’t like music anymore. I’ve been writing novels since I was in my mid-twenties. Forty years. I’ve managed […]

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You, Seedling, Published at Spillwords Press

I am excited to announce that my poem, You, Seedling, is now available at Spillwords Press. A big thank you to Dagmara K., and the whole team at Spillwords for publishing this piece, and for their continued support. You, Seedlinglike a seed growing up through the ground you were born, and the mysterycontinued to confound […]

You, Seedling, Published at Spillwords Press

Doing What I Can – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash “You keep putting one foot in front of the other, and then one day you look back and you’ve climbed a mountain.” Tom Hiddleston Doing What I Can The garden is many things and not least a teacher in the art of life, the spider building patiently in a breeze, ants forming […]

Doing What I Can – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Earth’s Breath

Inhales pollution,tries to exhale peace,dreams of solutions,to provide great ease. Soothes stressful pressures,encaged deep inside.Envisions treasures,her hopes could provide. Bright lavender dreams,reside in her eyes.An essence that gleams,perfumes the vast sky. Smoke covers the ground,clouds dance in the air.A joy so profound,purple love affair. Above and below,meet right in between.Soft mystical flow,a magical scene. Our […]

Earth’s Breath


Do you have a spare thirty hours? Furthermore, do you have about thirty manual typewriters laying around the house? Probably not! One architectural student however has both of these and is creating a most astonishing new form of art – one that is reaching across the globe. Known as the typewriter artist, James Cook (aged […]


The Price Of A Miracle

The jerk from a sudden impact startled Biju from his momentary slumber. In a split second, he applied the brakes as years of driving instincts kicked in, and the Toyota Innova Crysta veered and screeched to a dead halt. As the smell of grazed rubber gently floated into the MUV through its rolled-down windows, beads […]

The Price Of A Miracle