Tag: poem
Who do we know?
Threshold
The Red Poppy (a warning to the addicts of ‘peak experiences’ facilitated today by social media?)
A Poet’s Blessing on the New Year
Poetry
Sorrow is a stubborn piece of land…but see how quick we summon bliss
All I ask is that the sun comes silently to set my hands to work…….
Annals of Love 21: I wouldn’t believe a word of this if the poet were not Russian
