To a Robin on a Bird Table

Am I alive? Does the mountain,
from which the loose stone falls,
Does the mountain move?
Massive, impassive, I observe Continue reading “To a Robin on a Bird Table”

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The Captain’s Eye

“The best of all the cheeses, I declare…”
Said the Lady Isabella to her maid,
“Is the one that mortal man calls Camembert.
So please provide some – for that is why you’re paid!” Continue reading “The Captain’s Eye”