Out of the Distance
Out of the Distance I saw a shimmering light, Out of the corner of my watery eye, The images danced with such delight, I wished them a fanciful good night.
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.
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,