Dysthymia [Poem]
I don’t really want to do anything–
not peep through the small doors
at mice living out unimaginative lives
or run a finger over the beaded skin
of a rattling snake, coaxing venom.
I don’t really want to do anything–
not peep through the small doors
at mice living out unimaginative lives
or run a finger over the beaded skin
of a rattling snake, coaxing venom.
After a long thaw, I am looking forward to two poetry readings in London in the month of May. First, I am returning to the Troubadour Cafe in Earls court for “Across Oceans“, a trans-Atlantic evening of poetry hosted by Anne-Marie Fyfe on Monday, May 9th at 8pm. Next, I will find my way to
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