] ] ] ] ] or, A Poem Perched In Poco
The candle on the island lights the moving, glass-bound muse.
Tag: Poetry
To Bristol Town!
P’rhaps we won’t stop anymore, now there’s no space – seat or floor.
A(n updated) Bristol Series
I have, these recent years, fallen, somehow, in to writing about Bristol over and over again.
; ? : . or, A Sedoka On The Explaining Of The Concept & Feeling Of Love To A Young Child
Just what love is; just what it means.
william altoft 