Providence
In her floating skirts she fell With the perfect rhythm of the swing Which had raised her to the…
Three Poems
Nocturnes after William Degouve De Nuncques Nocturne in the Royal Park, Brussels Left, right, straight on, fawn paths separate…
Roadworks Tehran 1978
Roadbuilders move to the rhythms of a coughing puppeteer. Crouching behind white blocks of stone only their bare feet…
The Patron Saint of Remaindered Books
She haunts the bargain bookshops, calls them to her softly, hears the faint
Letting Go
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