Edwytha’s Plait: Eighth Tattersby

Posted by ractrose on 12 Jan 2019 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Tattersby         Edwytha’s Plait   Terror, when it comes, warms the night Fallen close and hard of breath like a parachute’s muffling silk and chill Night Borne opaque the face of pity Mirrored in the watcher’s eye The plain below Sinking to the cataract Emerging hidden under rock […]