San Francisco


When my fiance took me to visit his hometown, we went down into the redwoods where I was enchanted by the tale of Black Bart. He was partially the inspiration for my own bad poetry, and like Bart it’s poetry with a purpose!! (The rest of the inspiration comes from my own days as a Dungeon Master where I had to write prophecy and dungeon clues on the spot, and under scrutiny!) What amused me most, though, was that after a couple heists he’d return to San Francisco to lay low.

The next clue…

A ship of the arts flies its sails
where the knowledge waters meet.
Visible from the coat hanger’s rails,
this city is the Eora’s modern beat.

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