The old me is coming back I think. Cool
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.
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Guidance (A letter from Emalf)Hi! Doesn't look good, does it?
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,