Heaven in Autumn

It is Autumn in Heaven; for my love, she is old
Cherry

The Young Man and Summer

Once, the Summer fell in love with a young man and, so that she could be with him, she made herself into a woman but in her human form the man wanted nothing to do with her.

Contemplating the Poet

A poem about writing a poem and the thought processes the writer experiences; Finding inspiration being the most important

Missing Years ( Part 4)

Everyone's confused..

York Road

In at ten, through the double doors and up the worn stairs again Platinum-haired woman by the desk takes my green booklet, then tells me to wait on the blue settee

No Clocks

There are no clocks in my house, I can’t bear the thought of passing-time knowing it’s time not spent with you and the seconds and the minutes and the days pass by like clouds

That Great Longing

On last request, I ask you this: hold me like we’re lost at sea, hold me as if thunder raptures, capture, never set me free. When the winter coats the orchard,

True Longing

Misery is sitting in a rented room on a borrowed bed, a cold slab, preoccupied with an illness no cough mixture, no laboratory can fix. I don’t sleep anymore,

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