The Path Not Taken: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Even if you stop, tripped up by feelings of resentment, regret, or curiosity and cast your eyes in the rearview mirrors of time; the roads do not slow down and…
Footnote: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Slow down, let your soul savour the few remaining pockets of pristine air before they become too bitter and murky to inhale.
The Pursuit: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
How much stuff must one accumulate in pursuit of fulfilment before the quest leads to emptiness; before one understands that happiness is not a destination but a journey.
The Fog: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
Take the house, and the land on which it sits. Nip the car in the drowsy driveway. Seduce the overfed bank accounts, and fill your pockets with the useless jewellery…
Bend in the Road: A Poetry by Kevin Isaac
The arch of time bends sometimes, unexpectedly. It finds new paths and meanders like a burgeoning river. It runs deep and long but surrenders to the sea. Time is a…
Face theatre: a poetry by Kevin Isaac
As if by force of habit, the dance begins; the show takes flight; and the shadow boxing commences. We wake and soon we make the faces we make to face…