Ypres (16): within the walls (while we lived)

who lived inside these walls in another time was it me that what is now so many fallen rafters was a space in which I roamed a desk in the corner where my son dreamed himself into sweet novels he would write as long as there was paper above there in the bedroom I loved … Continue reading Ypres (16): within the walls (while we lived)

Ypres (11): moments to wonder what

all our lives taken together were meant to mean something here on a stretcher laid down in the calcifying mud I am not so certain anymore that I know where the meaning resides I thought once of glory I was filled with the idea and pride but I saw the passing of my best mate … Continue reading Ypres (11): moments to wonder what