Inamorata

Another collection of poetry from Mark Whelehan. A bridge between apocryphal narrative, twisted lexicon, with poetic licence thrown in. wrought into the handle of an implement. weaponised as it's turned, hammered and spun together fashioned and forged. a white hot smithery of emotion. A foundry fire of melting words. Smote. some hot some cold they splutter singe. sparks fly and like ash softly fall alight as a scribbled text on a wall.