Jan 5, 2015 | Featured, Fiction, Poetry |
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed...
Dec 15, 2014 | Fiction, Poetry |
Now you depart, and though your way may lead Through airless forests thick with hagar trees, Through places steeped in heat, stifling and dry, Where breath comes hard, and no fresh breeze can reach – Yet may God place a shield of coolest air Between your body and the...