Bind us to no master
By Stacks Poets
by Ondine Evans
Bind us to no master,
o intemperate winds.
We float above the city,
our only shackles
our collars, iridescent violet-green.
by Ondine Evans
Bind us to no master,
o intemperate winds.
We float above the city,
our only shackles
our collars, iridescent violet-green.