To Sleep

O soft embalmer of the still midnight,Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,Our gloom-pleas’d eyes, embower’d from the light,Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, closeIn midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,Or wait the “Amen,” ere thy poppy throwsAround my bed its lulling charities.Then save me, or the passed day … Continue reading To Sleep


WHEN DOES? When does –‘this is just how stars align’come into itwhen can I blame indoctrinationand be given a space like the othersthe others I’ve helped to otherwhen would my version of exhaustion no longer shine a light on my privilegeWhen does dress sense, common sense, no spark,play a partSurely they deserve their own separate … Continue reading WHEN DOES