From The Ballad of the Boat By Patrick15th May 201815th May 2018Uncategorised Now are the clouds like fiery shrouds; the sun, superbly large, Slow as an oak to a woodsman’s stroke, sinks flaming at their marge; – From The Ballad of the Boat by Richard Garnett TwitterFacebookPinterestMorePrintRedditTumblrLinkedIn Related