photo: I’ve never seen a cabbage tree I didn’t like and the more the better, Christchurch, New Brighton reserve
you made so much noise
around my ancient faults
maybe you would have done better
to get through your own night
Archives de catégorie : poetic journal
#4090 poetry
photo: between Nelson and Auckland, between heaven and earth
we imagined a place, a refuge, a moor,
where we would walk barefoot
where the wildest thoughts
would soften a little and
where we would astonish the clouds
with asilence between the two of us