The Girl at the Lion d’Or…book review
Sebastian Faulks is tenaciously literate, richly Gallic…
whistle a happy tune…my poem
it’s like a singalong
the consequences of a deed…Sebastian Faulks quote
going on and on…
“making night into day…”…“riverine,” my poem
a nameless river
“walking in beauty…”…“walking along,” my poem
I may join you
A Shropshire Lad…book review
A. E. Houseman, well, there’s rhyming…
The Book of Days…part lx
nature poems about the dawn’s early light…
We Were Soldiers Once…and Young
…too much death (book review)
“seeing more”… it’s the fall, my poem
they don’t look back
the skirr thing, “cloud talk” my poem
they do stir