In Mongolia, sheets of milky ice stretch over flat plains, go on and on and on, a monotony so strong, very little breaks it.
5 Excerpts from “Fragments for Ken Smith”
…the men who survived the failure of media
Make Believe; Visions; Legacy
and when he told me to step back to see the wider view to look for any people that I knew to see what they were doing I saw one yelling at another
Eliana, unsleeping – Editor’s Pick
The years have flowed faster than on our side, Like the city rain herding fallen leaves Towards the black iron gratings, Then downward , to fatten London’s hidden rivers.
The Cliffs of Slieve League in November
Let the mist stir your blood from this percussion. Time so finite, brilliance so fleeting.
Pole to Pole
Scott, another chosen priest of discovery, Royal Navy, but no planner; counting the nuts and bolts, the ponies and motors to plan was not his way and he paid the price, descending south to his doom.
