Tag: John Grey

For nine long hours I believe that swallow is a prisoner of the air. It did not knot its tie this morning, did not read its paper. Nowhere in its soaring is one clue as to the cold razor cuffed across the chin or the bland kissfrom a wife.There's no sign aboveits tree branchesthat says … Continue reading The Swallow As Seen From A Factory Window →

ascetics want to do nothing but peel in places where angels attach to an obsessive love but don’t eat their crust - they were first manufactured in the middle ages and, in today’s world, correspond to a warped mirror or an otolith scraped off the dung or a fracas of fern-like creatures or glow-worms made … Continue reading Ascetics →