And an ode commissioned by a lady.
September 27, 2015
Never let it be said that I, Tallis Steelyard, turn my back on the beautiful ones who by a glance, or a flick of the head, draw me to their side. I stand on the Old Promenade, watching the moon, large and beautiful, as it hangs there. And the lady hints that a poem is … More And an ode commissioned by a lady.