By Richard Mather [Disguised.] Yes, it is I. In I come, out I go. Yes, I am it. It writes. I will write a supplication. Here. Now. As...

Cryptic By Richard Mather The scent of a foreign newspaper in the morning: New ink on old investments and trades. While down in Berlin,...

By Richard Mather “I woke up to find They’d really put the man in salamander… But if God wanted a salhumander He would have done so… Let...

By Richard Mather An olive grove. Night. The sound of approaching footsteps. SOCRATES: ‘Swounds! A dark day for strong flowers and cool...

By Richard Mather I woke up to find that they’d really put the man in salamander If god wishes for a salhumander, Then he will produce...

By Richard Mather French horns, the length of METAPHORS, playing in the dark And I am still thinking We ask her what she thinks as she...