all flash and grumble
ominous in the distance
and traveling fast
changing all the time
as we do.
It arrived on our doorstep
despite the bluster
as soft rain for the garden
someone to miss when they go
all flash and grumble
ominous in the distance
and traveling fast
changing all the time
as we do.
It arrived on our doorstep
despite the bluster
as soft rain for the garden
someone to miss when they go
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
