Bert Bell Biography

they
found
his little
body
...

as frail as a wishbone, she
sits at the table by the window,
sipping her sherry in a haze
...

The promise of summer was everywhere
this morning, even in the rivers that
fell out of the sky during the night
...

.

To the angry sea that tosses freighters
round like bits of fluff, the ruddy-skinned
...

I met her at Strawberry Fields
one day on my lunch
break.
She was sitting on a bench
...