This bridge holds two cities, blinks like an eye. From a Kittiwake’s wing it is heart shaped. We crossed from the Baltic, climbed Regency streets through makeshift lawns to the monument. Italian ice cream A book by Herzog Sunlight everywhere.
Poetry, writing, life
This bridge holds two cities, blinks like an eye. From a Kittiwake’s wing it is heart shaped. We crossed from the Baltic, climbed Regency streets through makeshift lawns to the monument. Italian ice cream A book by Herzog Sunlight everywhere.
Poet, writer, artist. Writing and performing in England, publishing anywhere. Member of Hexameter performing poets. Workshops, projects, cross-arts collaborations. View more posts
Fab poem from a lovely day-sums it up so well
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My favourite of your poems ….’ a book by Herzog’ love it!
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