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Song of Barbed Wire
I’ve heard the red deer of Eastern Europe
climb with their fawns up rocky hills
to graze on poor patches of grass
rather than go down to...
By the Rim of an Ancient Well
(after Georg Trakl)
The meaning of water is dark;
the night has a broken brow.
Footsteps fall in the ancient park
by the sycamore’s rustling bough.
Chamber music on...
Sebastian Barker: ‘A Glass That’s Rubbed Enough To Sing’
I saw too little of Sebastian Barker. Our paths crossed every so often – at a lecture, a poetry reading or a party, at...