A new world of ordinary sufferings As the age of cornucopia closes its eyes Religions are built on fears The power games of the happy or less happy few Playing their hands with pawns to sit on the throne Dreams of immortality at the top And mere survival at the bottom But what sits on […]
Red smoke to mark the drop zone While the ladies jostle for the throne An the crowd, like a wave that never breaks Flows with the music down the avenues Photo Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2016 Carnival Gallery