By Paul GallagherDec 25, 20191 minPerspective and Pin OakA pin oak grips its leaves, long turned to brown And hanging against the frosts and deepening chill, Into December still it holds them on...
By Paul GallagherFeb 25, 20191 minRemembering the FutureMemory is such a guileful thing, And now I watch it like a doorway closing, Or a mist along a shore that’s darkening, Revealing less, and...