THE BEAUTIFUL ONES by Martins Tomisin
Roused in the heart of night I sit and stare Boiling in the rhythm of thought On this road, Life lost, Life saved, Beauty flies by and by Pain flies...
THE BEST OF REST by Martins Tomisin
The hurly – burly wind That passed by yesterday Is down the drain In nothing flat, A new stripe of book will flicker Like a virginal carbon-paper Awaiting to be...