over two decades in the making.
a timeshifting autobiographical poetry collage w/photography.
a diaristic, nearly "daily writing" (ad)venture.
new pieces are posted most days..
**new and in progress** --
recordings of each poem are being added.
these are read by the author & posted to each poem's page.
--Del Ray Cross (contact delraycross at gmail)
Sunday, June 02, 2019
mmdccclxvii
We drank the grass, drunken fish, in servile mode. —John Ashbery
Often, this is how it begins, rather than ends. Endings are, after all, so unbecoming.
