Showing 8 Result(s)
Here With You Original Song

Here With You – Original Song

There is a poem in A Letter to Last Year about a room. (Double points if you know which poem I’m referring to!) Like every other aspect of that book, I was writing about something real. It was a real room. A box in Russia …

Clarity

It came only after I agreed To close my eyes And trusted enough To open them again.   Through the fog. The rainfall. In dusty rooms. Bloodshot eyes. I searched.   Over wet pages. Throbbing knees. With shattered breath. Smeared fingers. I labored.   Not …

When Winter Comes

When winter comes And replaces autumn’s fog ​With a lingering chill, Blinding the path home And encroaching on our hearts With leaden weight, Where is warmth in the   Desolate waste? What flame will unveil the Pavement at my feet?   When winter comes And …