Guildhall Portsmouth – a poetry reading
"Light streams from between the colonnades like flames. It might be sunbeams through the Guildhall's ribs..."
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Scorpio
Boy wishes for warmth away from the glare, the daggers of the portrait.
"Light streams from between the colonnades like flames. It might be sunbeams through the Guildhall's ribs..."
Boy wishes for warmth away from the glare, the daggers of the portrait.