Posts by Michael Manning

Storm-saved we were, and sheltered now at last;proclaimed our rights through years to come; grew ways glad and great,commodious; a place where justice flourished free and fast;beguiled our bright-born ones to singing halls and happy fate. He came wind-dinted, shrived by weary sorrow, nor might,nor power, nor fine-filigreed certainties in his dirty handsbut a babbler to the last and baffled us with cant; lightfell lustreless, breath-beaten dreams and songs of other lands. Called our good lives lackey, simulacrum, engorged;dared to…