Loving Backwards Raindrops like the keys fall upwards from grass Time drags back to the pattering of song You reappear at our old piano Backwards melodies played on your body * Atoms draw me back out into cold night Dragging my body up broken flight – Falling upwards, I am without heartbeat, The fractured … Continue reading Taken from a Walt Whitman Misquote
Literature
A Short letter to myself and others, on the subject of Literary Reference
There is something which writers are guilty, When educated in literature. It is a vanity they cannot help, Poets, Hacks, Wretches, all suffer alike. * They are all trying to hide other works - Inside our own, love letters in letters Easter eggs of literature waiting To be found by readers with a sly wink. … Continue reading A Short letter to myself and others, on the subject of Literary Reference