Jonathan Travels
My son, who wants to travel into summer
poetry
Disposal of Effects
Blue empty tunic hands on the wall:
Time Flies
Moths and fish are fleet.
Portrait
The pressure of night is on her.
Lens
The poet's daily chore
Nothing but Love
Nothing but love brings the bones
An Admiration for Dylan Thomas
Creation's Welchman walks behind his eyelids
At Saint Andrew's Castle
a land fish caught
Inside Job
She never doubted God or
The Alders in the Window
They give a little shake
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