Had any poet adequately described the wretched ugliness of a loved one turned inside out with grief?
The Forgotten GardenAccursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?
Frankenstein...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow...
A Familiar Rain...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll...
A Familiar RainWhen teenagers aren’t turning like weathervanes in a high wind, they’re as stiff as Puritans.
Full Dark, No StarsWe turned into each other’s best excuse for not doing the things we were afraid of.
The Gravity of BirdsDo not fight the thing in detail: turn from it. Look ONLY at your Lord. Sing. Read. Work.
Gold by Moonlight"Sarge, mr. Nurd here is threatening to turn me to jelly." "really?" said Sarge. "what flavor?
The Gates