Two Poems
Jamie McKendrick, 9 May 2019
“...  dispense – only for incoming not outgoing calls but a tiny lifeline to the ancient flat   in via Torquato Tasso I shared with the din of Cerberus barking in the courtyard – forget the rat – and a crack the earthquake left in the vaulted ceiling.   Thirty years on, in the small dark hours, I reach for the black Bakelite receiver to hear the music of ... ”
