Public Poetry. Theodore Roethke.
My Papas Waltz. The whiskey on your breathCould make a small boy dizzy;But I hung on like death:Such waltzing was...
5 December 2023
A Blog of Poetry, Short Stories and Everything Scottish.
My Papas Waltz. The whiskey on your breathCould make a small boy dizzy;But I hung on like death:Such waltzing was...