ony Roberts

`I, a Stranger` - a train journey through a wind-swept autumn landscape of nostalgia; through the grit and biting chill of November rain and wind, memories blow like `tatters of paper across the dual-carriageway` - some reminiscent of warm hearths, log fires, the distant murmur of dancing, music, and laughter; others tinged with that certain sharpness suggestive of regret... Tony Roberts` poetry takes one for a quiet meandering through the thick forest of life and the human soul, pointing out the setting sun and the faded stars through the dark foliage, and occasionally stopping still along the way to listen to the mournful cry of a lone raven... distant, and yet so close. Tony has spent the greater part of his working life in the field...

Дата выхода: январь 2005