Herein you’ll find the poetic interludes of Year the Third. Year the Third was cut short due to the Hiatus. For the most part, the Poetic Interludes of this year are other people’s work; for the works that I hold the copyright, my standard disclaimers apply. Should the copyright holders of the other works so desire, please let me know and they can be immediately removed.
That said, please enjoy! Poetry is meant to transcend, to make us think, to feel, to smile, to cry – to carry us to catharsis, and bring us back again.