I want to go to Ooty in the Indian hills
a game of snooker at the home of billiards
Not too hot the weather or the tea
no one calling me Sir or Sahib
because I'm not Lord Snooty, just me!
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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