I know she looks a bit loopy, but its been awhile since someone has tried to enter her realm
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.
CommunicationsAll these great forces have united themselves,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
Bull HornThe Niknogard charged at double time,