lonely – P.S.Clinen

A Poem – Dulce Domum (Or Anywhere Else)

A poem I wrote recently while travelling abroad. Welcome to 2015! I saw a man aboard a train Wrapped in a ragged cloak. Above his blizzard beard a gaze Nostalgia doth evoke.

Siberian Solitude

There was a crack. A sharp cut split the frozen ground. Its echo jettisoned itself from the source in an attempt to find something to reverb against. But there was nothing. And just as a pebble is plunged into a pool the waves would go on; perhaps they could carry themselves forever like the neverContinue reading “Siberian Solitude”