Poetry

Poetry Link: The Perfect Place

By Mark Tulin.

My mother died, but don’t worry, she’s all right, doing just fine, spends her days in a wooden box with me sleeping on the grass outside. She’s calm. Doesn’t say a word, doesn’t eat a thing, doesn’t move an inch…
— Read on thedrabble.wordpress.com/2018/09/25/the-perfect-place/

Freelance writer, poet, yogi and photographer from Santa Barbara, California. I write and take pictures about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching years in California. The things that move me may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry, pictures and stories resonate with you.

7 comments on “Poetry Link: The Perfect Place

  1. Congratulations Mark, I enjoyed the mystical and spiritual feel of your poem.

  2. Clicked over and read the whole thing. This is so beautiful, Mark. Cheers and Happy New Year to You and Yours! 🙂

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