A North West Wind Blows

A dissenter by birth, and in Kendal well trapped, But at twenty-six he left it behind. In Manchester, John Gouge’s knowledge was tapped, A case

Pierre, Remembered

Springtime in Paris, A life illuminating Ended by a horse

Light Without Meat

The little dog waits for his master to come, His belly is empty, his palette is numb. Oh, when will there be some food in

The Cat That Was (Not)

The cat woke up; all around him was black, His paws and his head really smarted. He felt on the verge of a panic attack,