We are driven by diversion, waves of rumination There are masterclasses in everyday, Music of life and death, humanity still …
Fear the Reaper. A poem by Dave Rendle
The days are getting longer now For Mr death this means more business, He respects no borders, or governmental orders …
In This Tilted World and There is silence in the streets. Two poems by Dave Rendle
In This Tilted World Before lockdown often seeked forms of isolation Beyond the hiss and roar of civilization. I’d sit …