Dance of the Dead
Nordic acceptance is long winter All things living flee in old NovemberNo claim to Autumn’s throne of lonelinessWhispers amongst the trees chillBarren rea...
Tag: poem
The Loyal Pair
I’ve been following this pair since spring. Remember the vigilant cob? And then we went away for summer break, before I could see the cygnets. Even though I kno...
Summer’s Wreckage
Summer’s wreckage; a darkish startof September days