Category Archives: Misfits

Have I ever betrayed love?Many times, but not nearly as oftenas love has betrayed me. Not nearly as often as love has refusedto fit into the ideas or rules I have prepared for it,broken the fetters I have placed on its wrists and anklesor passed by my poetry without a glance. Love doesn’t bow toContinue reading “Betrayal”

This morning wasdark, cold and frostywith a perfectly clear sky,|as I walked over the railway bridgeI stopped abruptly, turned and looked upso I could take the moon by surprise. But the moontook me by surprise instead,so clear, so sharp and unequivocal,there’s something intimate and exciting aboutthe light of a full moon on a dark andContinue reading “Intoxication”