Something Beside Remains
Your essence, earnestly put forth unto impermanence to weather storms of whetherwhims.
Author: William Altoft
Writer in and from (and consistently on) Bristol.
Two Poems For Puzzlewood
The dog-violet blends its colour in amongst the scattered sky, as light coursecrashes through the canopy…
Shimmershine
“More to see! The child who eats the twisting treat; the gull who rides the unseen surf.”
A Scene, Translated
Breeze breaks in laughter loosed; kuhllainkkinkcnk sothairyugoe! hahihihihihuh hyeh-uh?!
An Exercise In Quatrains
Above the reaching leaves that grow beyond the basket’s edges, dance petals of lilac; of white; of crimson.
Hymn To The City Of The Sceptre
Your wealth extends to awe all foreign lands! Your pious worship deeply pleases all our divine hosts, who bless our lives with Ma’at!
