When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: military, philosophy, rhythm, Robert Pinsky, war
When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: military, philosophy, rhythm, Robert Pinsky, war
They come to me with
>Progress Reports<
But all I see is change and bodies burnt.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: poems by a fictional character, politics, Quellcrist Falconer, revolution, Richard Morgan, war