My walls are all white
Except for one speck of blood,
Which has faded …
Tag: poetry
Book Review: Istangrade
Istangrade, a poetry collection, begins in the middle of an Istanbul winter and concludes at the outset of a Belgrade Autumn.
All Around the World
Hearsay, a loose word for something never witnessed,
Like shapes thrown from streetlights or silent derelictions.
Rule of Six
1. A roll of a dice brought him to a sacred space.
2. He once saw a raven with a snowdrop in her beak.
Undeciphered
Washed up on a beach, a dilemma.
Maybe she was a Viking goddess?