Time
'The clocks cry her name from
Outside the door;
Their hands are stiff and still.'
Atonement
'I rue the lost hours and days: a finite life, this one'
Four Panels and a Pen
"Find us together:
tiptoeing across the fanning pages
of a calendar."
You
Regaining my youth only means losing you all over again.
Unterwegs
So let us meet at the station, then,
and what happens after we can decide again
Sun sets, small town
So the masks are sloughed off,
and my heart stretches a shining ladder, reaches
wintercaerig
made its blades stand sentinel and straight,
made the lock stick on the kissing gate
In Winter
if I listen to the breeze I hear night
Shoulder
She leant back and let the blade of his shoulder frame the picture, for that’s how she would replay it in her head.
Walking Together
Because I’ll miss you became
The I love you for friends
Beyond the window
Fated to be caught perpetually behind the window, always waiting for that elusive tomorrow.
Counting Blues
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Against Using Bells to Tell the Time
William Brown expresses his frustration at Oxford's need to constantly remind you of the time