vendredi 13 novembre 2015

Poem:

An Emblem of the Fall

An apple may be nibbled
away till all that is
left is the core: seeds
(and pithy bits - but not
much more) - the germ of
life hardened against
Winter's hammer
... unto perpetuity

11/12/2015


Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Poem:

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