The Door – The Millbrook Independent

The Door – The Millbrook Independent

by Neil Donnelly There’s an old boy running for the bus! shouts a passenger, stepping off. Driver waits, keeps the door open while his impatient engine irritates. The old boy, slower than a winter tortoise, emerges, then plops down into the seat beside me. We are on our way. * I had a chance to see Dylan Thomas read his poetry in New York once, he begins, but I didn’t go, thought I’d see him again…. * He’s silent until the bus terminates across …