Time is forever short, When your world Can turn in a second. And everything, Frail or not, Be irreversibly Swept away. Yet, all the while, Moistened By a gaze That’s like A soothing balm To any such outcome, We cannot help But reach For comfort, For purpose, for meaning. Fermenting An unending aspiration To make the world Anew. Which is, In...
Learn MoreSelected Poetry – A bouquet of Poesy Scott Hastie’s ‘Selected Poetry’ is a collection that harkens to the Romantics of old as well, as the modern enthusiast at times straddling both with deft efficiency. He begins with a pastoral paean to nature: On a still summer’s afternoon Finches chatter in the hedgerow And neat cottage gardens burst...
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