Category Archives: Poetry

Young and old they race for the top of the hill in silence save for boots through the grass, glancing and smiling they cling to each other half sleeping, holding bed’s warmth in against the cold of night. Laughing and … Continue reading →

The situation of the green door Beneath the yellow lintel Between yellow jambs Next to the window that looks out on the red tree Under the roof It stood during the rain and the snow Behind a mat that said: … Continue reading →