Ray Bradbury
Ray Bradbury
to Orion, whom I’ve only recently learned to identify,
forever on his back foot, his stories go
from bad to worse, and the benzene rises
like a prayer, arsenic on the breath
cold makes visible
‘Orion’, a poem by Karen Solie: www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...
to Orion, whom I’ve only recently learned to identify,
forever on his back foot, his stories go
from bad to worse, and the benzene rises
like a prayer, arsenic on the breath
cold makes visible
‘Orion’, a poem by Karen Solie: www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...