Nº 134 – Last night I watched the river undress. First it removed its shirt, second it took off its trousers then, embarrassed, it swam away @Jan_Noble
Category Archives: Twitter Poetry
Nº 132
Nº 132 – And if she asks where I’ve gone tell her I am cleaning the meat from my bones and won’t be back until they’re stripped and scoured. @Jan_Noble
Nº 131
Nº 131 – “I have pigeons nesting in my hair, wood lice crawling out of my ears, mice gnawing at my feet, there is no room for you my love.” @Jan_Noble
Nº 130
Nº 130 – The city blisters in the screaming heat. Young men hunt in packs and everywhere the sound of barking, the endless barking of sheep. @Jan_Noble
Nº 129
Nº 129 – This morning my father turned into a seagull. We knew it was him as soon as he opened his beak and refused to get down off the roof @Jan_Noble
