Poems by Stephen Kingsnorth

Meet up at the River    With Chris, by reeds, before day heat, dawn song went down to the river.   He, college man,  middle ‘Yonges’, long gone, soul and body doctor, journal only google, atrial fibrillation access, leaving own sugar needle flask once on station platform, boarding panic.   Assamese coffee shop, assumed hippy … Continue reading Poems by Stephen Kingsnorth