Yesterday I read the paper. I rarely read the paper. I do not watch television. I read that ‘these days… Read more Muriel
“Watchman”, they cried “Tell us when the enemy is near And we’ll be armed and ready To defend our town.”… Read more Whither Watchman?
Your eyelash brushed my cheek My breath cooled your neck We gave each other permission To submit to our human… Read more This Never Happened
Sitting cooperatively In a rectangular shaped prism Above a vibrating road, Floating on pneumatic tires Up and down we go.… Read more On the Bus
Diving into a deep blue sea, Frolicking carelessly Among strange and beautiful Shapes, that dart and flicker Upon the ocean… Read more At the Hour when we are Trembling with Tenderness