In the Next Street (Ken Smith Poems)
there's only ever one argument: his,bawling out whoever punctuatesthe brief intervals his cussinginterrupts, something unheard, reason perhaps.What you never get ...
Ken Smith Poems on Name (3 Poems)
Possessions (Ken Smith Poems)
They spent my life plotting against me.With nothing to do but cultivate themselves,but to be there, aligning their shadows,they were ...
Encounter at St. Martin’s (Ken Smith Poems)
I tell a wanderer's tale, the sameI began long ago, a boy in a barn,I am always lost in it. ...