Sleep
This sure is a sleepy poem, isn't it? Yes, sleep is everywhere—both sleep as in sleeping and in Sleep, the personified, imaginary being who grants slumber. Come to think of it, in some ways, slee...
Violence and Protection
Darts, shields, civil wars—sounds like a violent little poem to us. And violent it certainly is— metaphorically that is. We suppose that's better than real violence, but it's still no fun. The...