Open Window
Things come in at night
the voice of one locked out
the voice of one who locked him out
(this may be the last room they share)
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Things come in at night
the voice of one locked out
the voice of one who locked him out
(this may be the last room they share)
Translations from the English 
Mmmm… Spooky and very thought-provoking…
These four lines contain much of what I most admire about your poetry – a simplicity that takes on more weight, more meaning, with each reading, combined with a circular notion that never quite closes on itself. More. I must have more!
Thanks Robert. That sounds so great I want to go back and read myself! I’ll be coming back to you ask your permission to put that quote on the back of “The Drift” in several months…thanks again.