
Night is at its nadir and the moon-scythe’s light gets mocked to dizziness in the drunken sea Continue reading
Night is at its nadir and the moon-scythe’s light gets mocked to dizziness in the drunken sea Continue reading
The poppy spirit makes a deal. She will take away your pains, assuage your anxieties, eliminate your fears. Continue reading
The I lives on as the body unwinds.
What shall keep grave me sinking down to hell? Continue reading
by Max Leyf Dying Ember A dying ember swallowed up by grey A swansong born on golden pinions bright Is sung the solemn psalm of fateful night Of the hero who had held our plight at bay, Who with single hand had mastered Winter’s sway Now fallen with the fading … Continue reading
This poem was inspired in large part from an experience listening to Miserere by Arvo Pärt. Continue reading
For my noblest joy, named Eve. Continue reading
Sonnet challenge: Nocturne Continue reading
The sonnet challenge. Continue reading
I think that I belong not in this place Continue reading
Cast your eyes on the ocean, Cast your soul to the sea, When the dark night seems endless, Please remember me Continue reading