Five thousand incisions of necklace type…
Category: poem
I’m complaining of my head and eyes, and also of my chest;…
Samaritans, Samaritans
Oh rally to the call!…
“Let little children come to me” said Jesus…
The playroom walls reverberate…
The centre of life’s vortex is a place…
We carry, each, our house upon our back…
I hate my nice new clothes…
It really is a blessing – though of course it is a sin…
The Palace of Versailles is beautiful…