After The End
Set me down in the ashes After the end of things. When the clocks have accepted their stillness. With cool silences stretching unfettered overhead. We could send our stories elsewhere, Off where they keep...
Author: Thomas W Evans
How Sternly Instilled
To be alone is to have failed somehow. The cold line they look to leave. Those quiet nights with too much shadow; Broad stretches of cloud-troubled sky and Thoughts passing through your head like...
Write Like Glen Duncan
Let me write like Glen Duncan. I would top every Christmas list And prayer, Send it seaward in bottles and Skyward on doves If I thought it would make it one iota more likely....
The Castle Field
I have walked here, We have discussed the most important of issues; Girls, parents, teachers. Woods flank me on three sides. Shady-quiet, they give shelter and peace. Sunlight plays on the balding grass, rummaging...
Too Much Murakami
I’ve fallen down a well, Descending through stretching darkness The mysteries of the universe flashing past me Like road signs, Too fast to read. And I could fall forever, Feel the cool comfort of...
