Mangoes for Mango People

Rising, rolling upon the wind Escaped Summer’s first breath Taloned, sweat-spiked, eagle-winged, To my cosy peace is death The serene long dark of Winter The gentle mist-mellowed cool The burning Sun shall now splinter Thy placid rest, O dreaming fool! Raisins, almonds, peanuts, farewell! Fish, I hunt ye no more! Back, snug blanket, ye blazing … Continue reading Mangoes for Mango People