Hint of Spring by Allan Harbour
The Field by Richard Spilman
There are evenings when God walks in this field — yes, this one
Age of Loss by Richard Spilman
The web pulses in the breeze — huge, white, glittering with dew.
Hello, Spring! Allan Harbour, artist.
Allan Harbour, artist in oils.
Conditional by Richard Spilman
let him burn the house down
Memento Mori by John Holland
Nothing here to be had.
Come here by John Holland
And let the dance begin
Tilting by John Holland
He mounts Ego. That winged ass.
Once Upon A Mind by John Holland
. . .running riot through red rooms.
Joan Spilman 