Strange and divers currents brought us to this time, this place, as mouth and hook collide. A moment of impulsive instinct, sating my hunger, and I am lifted into the alien air. I remember the panic, the struggling, and then I felt the pride and tenderness of the hands that cradled me in the… Read More Caught

Date Night

Poet would like to meet glass of red wine for quiet evenings at home. You must be warm and soft, country of origin not important, but interest in the arts and current affairs is desirable. I am about a pentameter tall, hair tending to grey, but jet black with a bit of poetic license. Recently… Read More Date Night