LAND OF SPARROWS Maybe you think: this is a dark red flower flowing on the rock, these forms aggregates at…
HEART Some sell their blood. You will sell the heart. Either that or the soul. The hard part is to…
ROSE FLOWER Rose flower, body like honey. He rose garden, hair like night, hold the white snow of her swollen…
FROM A NOTEBOOK The whiteness near and far. The cold, the hush. A first word stops the blizzard, steps out…
POETRY IS A BOMB ATTACK CELESTIAL I'm absent, but the bottom of this there is no expectation of myself, and…
They are many, they are far apart, but well reached by comfortable ferries. The advice is to arrive in the…