World-Woking, a Poem by Sarra Culleno
The collection: 'Life in the time of #COVID' "After my revolution, you might learn to be free" said the world who's axis turned grounds, skies and sea. Hadrian's Wall forgot his enemy. London Bridge was left bereft of feet to carry. There was no circus in Piccadilly. At first, the oxygen was not free; ventilated only for bourgeoisie. True love was absence, not intimacy. All creatures, have need for hibernating. At last, our own cubs we are rearing. Cage bars, like origami fo