Hella Jean Bartolo

A KIND OF END

When love’s candle flickers its last
And darkness swaddles the fermented mind
Negating life itself
What will remain
But

An iron heart
That bleeds the rust
Of aged bitterness.

Jean Hella Brtolo ppubblikat il-ġabra A Wheel in Orion. Tat sehem qawwi fl-arkivistika.