Strangeways_Rob

Yn y glaw eich llygaid,
yr oedd rhyw ffynhonnau’n torri  tua’r nefoedd
ac yn syrthio’n ol a’u dagrau fel dail pren

“Out of the thousands who are known, or want to be known as poets, maybe one or two are genuine and the rest are fakes, hanging around the sacred precincts, trying to look like the real thing, Needless to say I am one of the fakes, and this is my story.” Leonard Cohen