THE MESSAGE
They came as one in their big black shoes,
ties whose patterns like newsprint
told the big story.
It was time......
(now is always the time in their world).
Under their arms the black book
shone with the weight of lead
and lights shone in their heads
as they welcomed you to dark dramas
only they could begin to explain.
trevor homer
Mon 24th Jun 2019 14:59
Ray - for one so unrelentingly unreligious, your work contains what I perceive to be a very questioning mind about what is real and what is not [The Visitation comes to mind]. You appear to explore what may or may not be on the other side of the veil. The fact you do this in an unpretentious way grounds your work in the here and now. It's a great way to write, and I would agree with Devon - why explain the inexplicable - leave that to the readers. Trevor