Neale LucasOct 17, 20221 minPOETRY.ARES He has no memory, and what he sees is that nothing is happening… only life itself — pigeons on terraces, hot dinners, urchins in a...
Neale LucasOct 16, 20221 minPOETRY.ANDROMEDA She was the first pin-up. Naked and bejewelled, she was chained to a rock, then thrown by heavy-breathing winds into wild...
Neale LucasOct 14, 20221 minPOETRY.ANDROMACHE Heroes widow their wives, who must embrace paradox: After he left, I was with him all the time; his every ache, deprivation, I...
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