“You preach to me of laws, you tie my limbs With rights and wrongs and arguments of good, You choke my songs… — Iris Tree Copy Share Image
“Age creeps upon your timid little faces Beneath each black umbrella sly and slow, Proud in the unimportance of your places You sit in… — Iris Tree Copy Share Image
“….Nancy now gave herself to the wider problems surrounding friends and lovers, igniting her torches from theirs, yet following her own. One much disputed… — Iris Tree Copy Share Image
“You preach to me of laws, you tie my limbs With rights and wrongs and arguments of good, You choke my songs and fill… — Iris Tree Copy Share Image
