Evensong - ALL I KNOW
Evensong - ALL I KNOW
by SPCK - Kenneth Steven
ALL I KNOW Evensong The late sun leaving in the trees an orange-red, A soft honey fire. There has been no breath of wind In fifteen days; leaves hang gold and gorgeous In the woods, and through them the deer tread Patched with light, wary. The year begins to die; The rowans hang
Evensong - Acknowledgements
Evensong - Acknowledgements
by SPCK - Kenneth Steven
Acknowledgements Poems from Evensong have appeared in the following literary journals: The Countryman, Northwords Now, The Interpreter’s House, Southlight, Scintilla, Acumen, Life and Work, Epoch, Poetry Scotland, New Writing Dundee, The Fireside Book and Staple. A good number of
Evensong - SANCTUARY