I love "rim shot the red light" -- which could serve as a descriptor of my basic style of driving. And the first sonnet here perfectly describes an inner and outer landscape I know so well. I feel as though I'm a co-celebrant of it with James as a fellow sonneteer and denizen of this great region.
I love "rim shot the red light" -- which could serve as a descriptor of my basic style of driving. And the first sonnet here perfectly describes an inner and outer landscape I know so well. I feel as though I'm a co-celebrant of it with James as a fellow sonneteer and denizen of this great region.
Gorgeous prose and some inescapable beats of deep meaning in these, James.
"When it's river swelled the bodies couldn't be seen"...
Also, the beat about the choice to let the world peer in or go stir crazy...🙌 🔥💔
Great work!
Two awesome poems.