Day 321
SCENES The train takes me past the football ground They use for cricket in the summer, where we Always either complained about the racket Of the metal wheels on the… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: ghosts
Day 28
Fog drops suddenly. The sky pale blue on one side, opaque white on the other. The trees away, out there, separated by time, not shrouded, cloaked or hidden. Two dimensions… Continue Reading