“...glass words for you, Beloved—rain beads from an abacus of pain...”
John J. Geddes“summer is in me—clouds and lakes of shadows, rippling under the trees”
John J. Geddes“you’re gone andyour unfinished poemlies alone on my desk—empty of tears,I only hope it rains today”
John J. Geddes“I live in a house of secrets, but I’ve unlocked a few rooms for you”
John J. Geddes“I took you to that windy hill where stars on every side fall away”
John J. Geddes“I covet solitude and storms…and rain, with its geography of dark silence and distance”
John J. Geddes