Henry Calmacott (part one)

Posted by ractrose on 2 Nov 2018 in Art, Poems

    The Folly Calmacott’s Brother     Henry Calmacott   Spirits have been called, the way lies open Waves of interruption, raucous shouts and song First one cry is heard and then a chorus Comes again, while the host’s eye resting on Henry Calmacott, observes a warning sign Thus bright of voice, to the […]