Aberfan – Poem

This valley is full of death's shadow children. The uncounted countless, lay still as their un-dead above them.   Staring into the silt abyss as black as grief unleashed upon the mountains - echoing a silent return.   Language is too bitter to be employed here. And if employed, stands useless.   Yet, the heart... Continue Reading →

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