Familiar: Fifth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 2 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby     Familiar   All these ordinary things are giving way Times of late, like the dead wrapped their winding sheets Familiar in outline still But disintegrating into melt and worm beneath He feels infected with the guest’s unhappy mood Uses the word, not having spoken with de Clieux He […]