your boy band hair
your debonair air
the hobbit who left the shire
the lion who left the lair
antithesis of dour
man of the hour
I am participating at the open mic at Words and Feathers with my poem “Auto”.
This is unusual for two reasons:
- It’s the first time my flat Dublin accent (filtered through a number of years in western Canada) has been heard in a recording. I apologise for any suffering this may cause.
- For those soccer/football fans out there (Mr. Zoolonaudio), it’s probably the only poem written that name checks a member of Manchester City’s porous defence.
Check it out plus the other good stuff at Words and Feathers.