Ruby Butler
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Two poems by Ruby Butler
Against Which The mantel is already awake. Carved oak takes the light first, an old brown intelligence. A grain like worn scripture, every vein a sentence that forgot its verb.Someone’s hand once worried […]
An international poetry journal based in the English Department of King’s College London
Against Which The mantel is already awake. Carved oak takes the light first, an old brown intelligence. A grain like worn scripture, every vein a sentence that forgot its verb.Someone’s hand once worried […]