“A Thirsty Fish I don’t get tired of you. Don’t grow weary of being compassionate toward me! All this thirst equipment must surely be tired of me, the waterjar, the water carrier.
Category: Poems
Still now
The silence speaks to me Drowning out the sounds Of the vehicles racing by Drawing me closer To the silence inside
Only Words
From an unpublished poet’s private collection. Write to me. Write to me, Write me a story,