The dark tale of the former bard
Blessed those who are not poets for each poem is a wound leaking life’s blood into words the pen a sword slashing the skin of …
Blessed those who are not poets for each poem is a wound leaking life’s blood into words the pen a sword slashing the skin of …
Below you’ll find the English version of the poem I wrote for “Luistermeer” (which would translate to something like “the Lake of Listening”, or “Listening …