William Cook Poems

i love
the smell of the city
the hustle-bustle brilliance
of life effective in every moment
...

Where the wild things run
through the grass & the pine-needles
next to the shore
you walk
...

your memory
a spreading pool of blood
the dichotomous moon
of your eyes, reflects & relates
...

Shall we dance into the night
you & I
our words but a whisper?
...

The night was brunette
full blown — beautiful
& warm so warm
...

I miss u more
than all my tomorrows
these futile lines
bleed heartfelt sorrow
...

You eclipse me & I have stained the Sun with black love...
death from a bottle cools my ardour
for a while, until I see you again.
...

B&D


There I sit in Dunedin Public Library
...