Category Archives: sestinas

Being what is said you sing

Alli, I’ve struck at this point for weeks as gingerly as can a man with a sword but not a proper sword-arm, and none to be got between here and India anyway, and those to be had sold by that … Continue reading

Posted in sestinas | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Explosions in the Sestina

in my room at the end of the day, and you open your arms to my ghosts, though in your presence they are afraid, they are skittish things and only want to search, to seek to find a word to … Continue reading

Posted in poems, sestinas | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment