A Valediction: Allowing Mourning
A woman’s pandemic poem Allowing Mourning, or what you will feel.
A Love Letter
Late night poetry from the epicentre.
No Touching
Love in the time of Corona.
Ill Wind
Ill Wind: ideas, thoughts, memories
Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow
Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow: thoughts from the epicentre.
Elegies
Elegies: another new post in the old style, Rilke inspired.
