Originally posted on WILDsound Writing Festival:
I gave as pure as I could with the freshest force I understood Things of subtlest design sudden surprising did we find A woe alone the prophet’s divine as does the poet long suffering for rhyme All the beauties are made fresh, but for a time Oh, how the…
Month: April 2020
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Originally posted on WILDsound Writing Festival:
At first sight he looked and felt and smelled as fire to me as something inhuman into our world had somehow broken free his wolves had gone to run the night before returning to his sea the night we met In his immortal love I learned to pray to…
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