Adrift at Sea
Blue sky – blue sea – merge.
Blue sky – blue sea – merge.
Uniform: all black.
“I don’t smoke, I vape!”
Don’t bother asking:
With a huff, a puff,
Endless flow of cars …
The sweet soft smell of rain runs her fingers through the forest.
Old wood remembers
Shy Kalamaja,
A hole in the ground.
Playing his heart out
On my walk home from Old Town the other day, I stopped to listen to a street musician playing in one of Tallinn’s pedestrian underpasses.…