Starting to play with fractals.
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,
ModestyThe ominous ground dragon, Wigrae;
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,