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.
Eliana, unsleeping – Editor’s Pick
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.
Revenge Body and Three Other Poems
I was born into a small case delicate shoulders, soft face I'm a house mouse living on, by trickery I guess I got away I tell myself I'm lucky
Encounter; Only in a Memory; With and Without; Last Thoughts of a Girl Caught in a Storm
How do you rebuild a relationship To someone who has forgotten its entirety Where the wires of your mind became jumbled And replaced our memories with its pain
Lateral flow; Stream; Rain in Munich; Unit; In the Commas
I tap letter by letter until, in the commas, you embody a loophole ...