Tin Eaters #1 - by
Williamson places an artful composition of numerical and linguistic symbols and fragmented imagery…
Williamson places an artful composition of numerical and linguistic symbols and fragmented imagery…
The machines don’t / stop, night or day, although, one by one, / the anonymous men are slipping away.
It was late September. I’d just poured a glass of wine, begun
/ to unwind, while the vegetables cooked. The kitchen
/ filled with…
1. Visiting Winter
/
/ a wee bit frosting
/ by night
/ buys a wheen o
/ sun block
/ Naw, ye’ll no see me
/ back north
/ he hoasts
/ cauld n beery
/
/ 2. Scrap
/
/ Metal,…