Poems from Nicholas Damion Alexander
I do not know the nameof most of these plants and flowersgrowing here; but I know the crotonsitting broad atop time-rusted brancheslining...
The scene plays hide-and seekWith the imagination.
Quickly, the mist lifts to revealThe valley in colorful cohesion.
A black bird with a...
After the rain: the gnawing of crickets,sun-scorched leaves.
A bird harrowing far away insidethe drier hemisphere of your mind.
Earth wet...
Anything can inspire me to verse:a dog sleeping soundlyon a makeshift verandathick croton flowers lining a sloping pathleading to an...
Anything can inspire me to verse:a dog sleeping soundlyon a makeshift verandathick croton flowers lining a sloping pathleading to an...