The first poem in a series written on my honeymoon in Malcesine, Lake Garda
The second poem of my Lake Garda poems, about a storm rolling in
Post-storm, the third poem, a love poem, to Lake Garda
The fourth poem, about a self-hate voice and how I dealt with it
My fifth poem about high summer and the moon’s return
My sixth poem, about artists in many guises
My seventh poem, about saying goodbye
Harping On 