As Lightning Might: Sixth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 5 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby         As Lightning Might   Their leader is not unwell. No, not harmed. Please leave off, dear. Curious, no more. A nuisance. Please don’t trouble. All over now. When she’d shaken out her jacket One flew a spiral And died in the fire Its wings by then […]