Robert Estep

The Art Of Mismatched Love 1. Was it or was it not dawn that showed…

Distracted After locking the door I remembered the cat the telephone started ringing & the…

(from ‘After A Bad Shock A Nice Long Rest Would Be Good’) The 12th Day…

Oh Oh sun preparing your own eclipse from the last second of this minute to…

Pretending To Be Blind In summer, when the tourists come to my father’s hotel my…

You can quote freely … you can quote freely dear it resolves nothing that other…

Childhood That was the hour in which the grass grew and though in memory of…

Belisarius sits in his bedroom, furred like a bear against the damp chill of the…

Cameos (I) Simone labors in her garden, crouched in dirt with a blue rag the…

To A Palm Tree Graceful lady of the noble winds, flamingo of the flatlands, when…