A Wagtail Speaks Michael Hislop Brrrrrrr…. A-Wow Ringing sound Calling deep I am Man We stand here On this Earth Sacred Ground A man in darkskin Curls graying his hair Naked as a warrior Stories weather his face Blowing from his lips Songs from before words Low throbbing… Heartbeats MobsContinue Reading

The Last Book by Michael Hislop Key: Ancien – Ancient in French Speranza – Hope in Italian CUSTOS – Guardian in Latin Have you noticed the way the sunshine plays in the ruined and deserted places… Leaving looming shadows… In a wide open space, the sun’s fingering rays played offContinue Reading