Category Archives: Poetry

Death Be Not Proud Comments Off

Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so

I Remember to Have Wept With a Sense of the Unnecessary Comments Off

'Do you think me so ungenerous that I need to be deceived about this?
Do you think me such a fool that these tactics will deceive me?'

I Say I Say I Say Comments Off

... Let's tell it
like it is: strong drink, a crimson tidemark
round the tub, a yard of lint, white towels...

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