Single-Handedly

Poetry

A line will take us hours maybe . . . for to articulate sweet sounds together is to work harder . . . and yet be thought an idler . . .
— “Adam’s Curse”, William Butler Yeats

The Lamp Post
Andean Sunrise
Improper to Publish
What Chaos Means to Me
Dooncarton
And Yet

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