Irreantum

Irreantum   He stood upon the shore, he watched the rolling grey, and he called it Irreantum, Irreantum Irreae.   It lapped in swaths, in currents. It peppered cold with spray, Thralling him and calling, Irreantum Irreae.   Far off, the cold horizon surrendered first her ray, while all the time re-echoed Irreantum Irreae.  ... Continue Reading →

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Triptych for a Rainy Day

I. Morning Rewind the grey dots on the pavement. Drop them up into the sky, Higher, higher to their pinprick pockets in the clouds. Pockets where, for a brief moment, the light peaks through the grey undersky—a split-second split for spilt light to slice through. Rewind the grey dots to take their places in the... Continue Reading →

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