Among In the murmur of a morning tea, where kettle spills its steam to the left and right, among is the quiet underspace that holds the cup, the saucer, the universe of
Read more →Ratatouille In a slow‑cooked cauldron where the sauce is mellow, Peppers, courgettes, tomato paint the story yellow, Eggplant curls like velvet, their skin a deep‑purple hue, A French‑inspired feast that makes the heart feel
Read more →The Tulip in a London Patisserie In the quiet corner of a London garden, I spotted a single tulip, green‑leafed and bright— A splash of crimson against the dull brown of peat, A little
Read more →How to Train Your Dragon In a valley where stone shadows glide, a bruise‑coat beast waits, fierce yet dignified. The folk of the north say, “Hold calm, listen well, for a wyrm thrives not
Read more →In the crackle of the cobbles, a whispered colour swirls— the scarlet‑stitched promise of the red shoes, bright as a heart in summer. They sit upon the lamppost, draped in
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