i wonder
if monkey and charlotte
have made their grief known to you yet
in your new book,
whose cover is not sunlit like mine.
i wonder if it would send you
the same pangs of grief
as it did for me
(for they know what it is
to live amongst corpses
and in broken english
cannot ever explain --)(19/03/2017)
YOU ARE READING
THE OCEAN
Poetry'In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime. Then unexplored patches arose in it and spread, black shadows moved about in them, the roar of the beasts of prey was quite different now, and...