By Oliver Kleyer At the bottom Of my teacup. Between the lines Of my diary. In all the places thatI go to when I sleep. In a bird’s nest In the forest.On the wings ofThe year’s first butterfly.In the pages ofMy old fairy tale book. In the mirror Of your eyes. Oliver Kleyer is a … Continue reading Where I find my poems
The little things we say to get us through the hurricane And Other Poems
By Oliver Kleyer The little things we say to get us through the hurricane Fear not, my love, it will be over soon,, the howling has become much lower & the loose roof tiles have already stopped their banging. Don’t be afraid, we’re safe in this house, it’s solid. My greatgrandfather built it with his … Continue reading The little things we say to get us through the hurricane And Other Poems
