No time for tears: A Poem by Kevin Isaac
I will not hide.I am determined to keep my head above the parapet. I like to hear the sweet perfumes of spring whistling in my ears
Voices: a poetry by Kevin Isaac
A spectral figure – a man apart. His weary dreams, nourished with tears, hang by a thread, as his faith grows disillusioned with disappointment. In spare time, he walks alone,…