Up and on, to follow
floating years is but a brace
of months of many sessions;
eight weeks of storytelling;
three tales of varied verse.
Bards of brick spray-painted.
Told through tense interpretation,
their tales light the night
and meet the morning.
An island all rivered ’round
in fields of fayres and outcasts,
where’t was razed and, after, raised,
that story-song might capture a place
whose form doth never last.
Up and on, to follow –
ready is a song of poems.
william altoft 