Two poems by Martyn Crucefix
East-running road for KG You walk out on the east-running road just as far as the field of sunflowers the tarmac bisects where all day south their open faces have pursued the light so to your left they blaze before you while to your right they have turned cold green shoulders but you don’t go far—not just eyes full as you turn to admire the … Continue reading Two poems by Martyn Crucefix