Seaweed by Charlie Cox: https://soundcloud.com/harpercollinspublishers/she-must-be-mad-by-charly-3 Step, step, listen. Step, step,...

There was a time when in late afternoon The four-o’clocks would fold up at day’s close Pink-white in prayer, and ’neath the floating moon...

I’m fleeing from you to the very skirts of the valley Where I’ll press my feet to the ground Until they sip dewdrops of grass I’m fleeing...