Today the streets were grey with rain
and the sight of a car that looked like yours
stopped me in my tracks.
I know that when I see you again
you will be remote, mildly interested
and unscarred.
Still
I look for you everywhere.
And even the sound of your name
releases a flood of remembering.
Always be a poet. Even in prose.
— Charles Baudelaire.
In essence I am a storyteller who writes poems. Put simply, I write the poems I want to read.[…]
A sequence of my poems has been published in a hardcover book entitled The Music of Leaving Poems by Tricia McCallum
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