Paul Downes

Poem: ‘Where beckons the quiver…?’

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_        Where beckons the quiver…? Are there no spirits moving in the air _                       ruling the region between earth and sky ? And do you shine from the sky _                       goddess in decay, _                                   as respite from the spit of day ? For this world could not hold you ? Whose arm twitches … Read more

Two Poems

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All the while the windows wait for no one   While there were those who climbed, It was only you who knew the spaces through the ladders. The dent of shadows Upon the tumbling walls.   When the door is too small to walk through And the gate shifts at your hip. All the while … Read more