Tag Archives: Tim Suermondt

LONGEVITY The city and I have gotten older. When we walk arm-in-arm now for the sake of walking this is as good as it gets and we see clearer than ever before, as if looking through strange, new eyes—what lucidity. Here’s the dusk spooling over the avenue, slowly both closing it down and opening itContinue reading “Poetry by Tim Suermondt”