by Peter16 | Jul 7, 2018 | morphrog17
LOOK UP Brentford White cloud and grey rain dark move east side by side as if together like trains at a large rail interchange; but here these aren’t separated: they merge, maybe smash each other. The grey has shaded down, almost black, overtaken its companion...
by Peter16 | Jan 7, 2018 | morphrog16, poems
As you ask I did go to Auschwitz. It damaged me greatly; but over a long time, a time not yet over — I wake to my old self, too often, recalling loss; I do not know what of; that time before the pain of unwanted knowledge — I suppose that is the cause....
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