by MB Moshe
I’ll remember days like this;
When dew found the
Greenest hills my eyes have kissed
By a sun that
Followed Glasgow west to Larges;
I loitered long
Cool in streets of cobbled stone;
I’ll recall days like this when
My backpack tore;
And my canvas shoes would kick
Dip sheep had left
As I climbed the hills to see
How far I’d come
From England to be estranged;
I’ll remember days like this;
When I veered my
Course to defy odds I missed
To venture gains
And hear Brogue twist tongues around
Affirming “aye,”
For words far between and few;
I’ll relish my days like this
When Milpo reigned
After Hebrides’ ferry’s mist;
I conquered all,
I swaggered streets small with pride.
They swelled the tales
Told back in Birmingham’s pubs.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I acquired a bachelor of arts degree from the University of Minnesota- Duluth in 1989. My degree is in English with an emphasis on writing. Since then I have been writing fiction, poetry and non-fiction on my own.. In 1998 my short- story “The Den of Antiquities” was published in The Unicorn Reader, a small publication out of Canada. I wrote a side piece for an article featured in the Canadian magazine “Abilities.” In 2006 the Loft Press published my book Would God Move a Ping-pong Table? A cumulative Analysis of Faith and Religion. The Loft Literary Center in Minneapolis provides me with opportunities to grow as a writer. I participate in a writer’s group at the Loft and was chosen out of 78 fiction writers as a finalist in their 2011-2012 mentor series program. In 2013 I published The Orthodoxy of Arrogance under the pen name MB Moshe. In April a book of MB Moshe’s poems were published in Scenes the Writer Shows
Last updated July 09, 2013