Wim MertensWhat Are We, Locks, to Do?

Loosening the Ropes

In the Knapsack

And Hit the Bitter Water

Those Willing to Tell a Story

Oxyrhynchus

But the Archer Himself Feeling the Arrow's Point From Another Bow

Burned on Non Fruit-Bearing Wood

Mixed With Hellebore

Many Tens of Thousands of Things

Shining Hands