all these loves like ghosts –
how they hang on,
with energy enough
to throw plates
yet the vision of which
is leftover rain
sneaking across the
summer screens…
how they hang on
Sending poetry to the world
Sending poetry to the world
all these loves like ghosts –
how they hang on,
with energy enough
to throw plates
yet the vision of which
is leftover rain
sneaking across the
summer screens…
