Poetry Drawer: Craft: Night on the threshold of east and west: Not going to church: Saturday amateurs: Snow in January by Enno de Witt

Craft I should have learned a craft. A trade. Makingor repairing things when they are broken. Doffingmy cap on the street for the doctor and the notary.A modest working-class home with a glowing potbelly stove. Marry the fishmonger’s daughter.Cars don’t … Continue reading