Lucy Hamilton WATER BABY If she could breathe water, she'd climb down limpid steps, make her home of walls that flex, and laws that bend, subsist on a river's furnishings. Copyright © Poets of London
Lucy Hamilton WATER BABY
If she could breathe
water, she'd climb
down limpid steps, make
her home of walls
that flex, and laws
that bend,
subsist on a river's
furnishings.
Copyright © Poets of London