last week andrian williams showed her qualities as fact-fiction maker. she performed the poems of nathaniel von harbour,red by nathaniel himself.
here some from the poem "lost at sea"
And I mistook her daughter
Though lost I may have bee
For wearing unforgettable breasts
Bellow her pillowed chin
I called to her beneath the chime
Come swim with me to shore
She looked upon my wretched face
As one that avoids a horror
She too had fallen prey
To love that wasn't right
And found herself near drowining
In this world that wears no night
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