Anthropocene Cadralor #poetry #dVerse

The wind sweeps over the Gulf of Triestethey say it will be storm force by morningclouds scud with anticipationrains fail to fall.When I was in school, during heavy rainswe spent 'wet playtime' reading comic bookscross-legged on the parquet floorof the school hall.Will we be home for Christmas?I wonder, then I laugh at myself rememberingbeing home... Continue Reading →

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