Slow figuring out the lighting … Well I think I did.
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.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Battle of the HeartThe first major battle is fought,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
CommunicationsAll these great forces have united themselves,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,