a place without a roofGERALD ENGLAND
without any walls
without a door
windows of mist
create transient privacy
snow freezes here
rain is turned to steam
the sun shines shyly
sometimes
there is a red river
flowing with food
there will be no starvation
until the beaver
dams the supply
to this home
my heart
Composed: Ashton under Lyne, 1st September 1980
Publications
1990 Candelabrum
1992 STEALING KISSES (Hyde, New Hope International)
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