On an idea about poetry that needs to die
The stethoscope thing. I paused for a moment and could feel my pulse. I don’t hear it, but it’s a moment’s consideration away. Rather more like than unlike there.
Thanks for the ‘sportive woods run wild’. Perfect bit of landscape ecology that applies to the hedgerows near me.
The stethoscope thing. I paused for a moment and could feel my pulse. I don’t hear it, but it’s a moment’s consideration away. Rather more like than unlike there.
Thanks for the ‘sportive woods run wild’. Perfect bit of landscape ecology that applies to the hedgerows near me.