STARS AND BOXESWho are you And why do you keep on coming To be locked Into our institutional Helplessness? Dreams you bring Of possible communion And...
ON COMING INWhite, clean white, paper, On the mat, a dirty mat, And Plato a thinking cat, Impatient for another supper, Points out the hand-writing,...
CONCERNING A FURTHER VISITWrite it again in letters very bold As you grow, we must face it, old, And evenings and sunsets and dawns, Apart from fazed out...
On losing the plotON LOSING THE PLOT “I came eating and drinking and you called me names” Jesus How did it all become so miserable? I mean to ask, How did...