But sometimes I love, or I’m the subject of a love I never conjured, while the night ticks away, the click of glass-allie on glass-allie as time plays jacks… © Marie Marshall
If you would like to read a new poem in my series about Veronica Franco, click here, to where Angélique Jamail has honoured me by making me her poet-of-the-day.
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