William Ricci : Writing

Gate

Gate

A Poem by William Ricci


Passing the building made of stoneoutlines of people in the windows.Are they watching the patch-robedmonk passing by?What experiences brought them her..
For Now I am the Winter

For Now I am the Winter

A Poem by William Ricci


For now I am the winterbeneath the maskrevealed beneath thecold water of the sea.Eyes open to the skyabove the surfacebreath held time slowsas snow fl..