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By Richard Tyler Before I understood grief deep in my bones, I thought it was a thing to move through. A corridor to manoeuvre. A season with a known end. I did not know it was a gathering. When a crow falls, the others come. Not to mourn, not the way we use that...
This poem was written by Richard Tyler to acknowledge that life is precious Mayfly You will not live past morning. Yet you know nothing of this. I cannot decide: the gift, or the grief. I have been counting. All those unreached hours. The words still...
This poem was written by Richard Tyler to celebrate Father's Day. Heartwood Somewhere today a hand still steadies a hand: the small one learning the road, the wobble caught before the fall, the low voice behind it…go on, I have you. All day the phones fill with...
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