when poems had the colour of chimeras
for all moments
for us to entice that life
out from the temperance of snow-rythm-flame
so where does one mount the task of creativity
does one say it can be done
with simple thought
the sky is the word
people, allow, for birds to become flames
have you
allowed yourself to be bird first
and clipper again


is Raoul Moat in a boat. His first words were ‘Newky Brown’. As well as being our most prolific writer, René also creates graphic art, paintings and screenplays.

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