A poem I wrote about May and how unseasonably cold it can be some years.
Category Archive: Poems
Join us today to read the heading poem “Pig” by Rudyard Kipling. It’s short and a little dangerous.
A November poem (if ever there was one) by Katharine Pyle.
Background information on “Idylls of the King” before we take a dive, piece-by-piece, over the next week.
