David Chorlton was born in Austria, grew up in rainy Manchester in England, and after spending most of the 1970s in Vienna he moved to Arizona. Since arriving in Phoenix he has pursued his writing, and been active in various capacities in the poetry world. The Bitter Oleander Press recently published his translations from the poetry of Austrian […]Read more "Free Sample"
Safe I always felt it with you. A feeling I never had before. Moored. If you are my harbor, then I am a ship. Sometimes I crave the crash of tide on hull, my sails long to stretch like wings once more. But I am like the cat, who sleeps with her face in your […]Read more "Safe"