In the heat and lack of raincrow voices aroundin a pond of questionstransient geesepossessing nothing“I’m nobodyWho are you?”“Who’s watching who doing what?”“Is there freedomin losing a memory?”– This is where I come from… Signalling whoyou would like to meet.“Excuse me” he cries,asks me “WhyI’ve not done more?”Turned, looked, then moved on– the dominanceof our arroganceI … Continue reading 2024 Poetry Postcard Cento