Hate and Love on Conquering

And hate said unto love: “It is well known of us, that you are the only conqueror of me. Yet, I’ve heard none speak that I am also the equal conqueror of you. Is it not so, that countless of your disciples, and your cities have been put to ruins by me, and my disciples? […]

The Uncouth Poet

In the night, winter-cold The Uncouth poet wrote notebook full Flames dancing, crackling heard, was the wooden stove He’s possess –like, writing words as if hearing untold stories told   Even the mouse of the cabin took notice by pause On one accord did wolves howl Coffee cold, bourbon mixed, falls staining the cabin floor […]