Brailled Poems - Poems about Brailled

... "Midnight to 3.33, Morning Kills" He said, “Go to where the poets go Love rolls wet and sways Intensity wraps itself inside out and somersau......Read the rest...

...For long i longed to meet in greetings the sight of the morning. My eyes with glasses to hide from the harm of the darkness of day. As i saw no faith in my last hope, cometh was the braille. A......Read the rest...

...Inescapably I am trying to see The lizard crawling under the curtain To take by surprise The fly meditating on the window glass Yet I cannot see more than The imperceptible slow movement Of soft fl......Read the rest...