From Fletcher’s Field, by Derek Webster in @columba_poetry:
All these years, I have lived as if a thought
could sink me like a paper boat
and have tried to trace back the creek
that carried me out to sea.
From Fletcher’s Field, by Derek Webster in @columba_poetry:
All these years, I have lived as if a thought
could sink me like a paper boat
and have tried to trace back the creek
that carried me out to sea.