Just playing around with ideas
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Brothers of GubI am a member, of the Brothers of Gub.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,