Unqualified
UNQUALIFIED Glen Hartle - September 25, 2021 Harvest Is a thing And not a thing It is both bounty And Metaphor It possesses Neither quantity...
Bound
BOUND - Glen Hartle September 18, 2021 Not so long ago I went quickly From moment to moment Driven both by The hope to have...
Numb
NUMB - Glen Hartle In solitude, I cast my senses broadly, trying to break free of the disquiet which has me continually revisiting the room...
Remedy
Remedy - Glen Hartle March 16, 2021 There are two types of myopia: For one you see the eye doctor, and for the other, you...
Inclined
Inclined - Glen Hartle In the darkness, doubt, and I lean - certainly unbalanced - for the light by the bed; flipping the switch to...
A Foul Wind
A Foul Wind - Glen Hartle Arrogance arrived in a contrived bid to mediate nurture's disagreement with nature and made little attempt to hide the...
Predication
Predication - Glen Hartle You should know that it's you who inspires me. You are my muse and one day we will meet. Or perhaps...
