On Solitude, The Queen

Lynne Roberto

Like a great queen this solitude reigns over me. Every day I do her bidding In silence Or in prose Upon a cloud Or on a bed of thorns. I unpeople the world And wrap myself In a shroud of silence. My monarch leads me on Through deserts and storms Through lands where words grow … Continue reading On Solitude, The Queen

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Autumn Twin Dwelling at the Bottom of a Lake

On most days I pass for a man but when I stand in the sun, I am sun. When I walk on the grass, I am grass. When I drink a glass of fresh water I am water. When I love, I am love. When I am angry, I am anger. And when I hope, … Continue reading Autumn Twin Dwelling at the Bottom of a Lake

An Unsigned Letter in Your Letterbox

The Letter, Painting by Elizabeth Crabtree

I know you. You like to keep to yourself. You like silence. You read every day. When you come across a word you don’t know you look it up. You often linger at the window.You make out the shapes of clouds. You like it when the wind combs the trees. You like it when it’s … Continue reading An Unsigned Letter in Your Letterbox