Posts by Anne Walsh
A mathematical poem, a seeing of The Beloved in the scheme of how
A mathematical poem, a seeing of The Beloved in the scheme of how all bends, curls, unfolds. Macaroni Lips I’m pouting a Fibonacci sequence, a phy...
A mathematical poem, a seeing of The Beloved in the scheme of how all bends, curls, unfolds. Macaroni Lips I’m pouting a Fibonacci sequence, a phy...
Oh, my friends, a soul ravaging story, all these little ones in
Oh, my friends, a soul ravaging story, all these little ones in the care of all of us: we must know their names. We must remove their bones to somep...
Oh, my friends, a soul ravaging story, all these little ones in the care of all of us: we must know their names. We must remove their bones to somep...