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Having been immersed in memoir writing for many months, I decided to write a small poem every day for a year to keep my poetic hand in. I've posted them to Instagram and facebook as written – where, to my amazement, people love them – but on this blog they are sometimes subject to later rewriting.
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Thursday, 9 February 2023

The creepers ...

 

The creepers are putting out fine tendrils, seeking new places to spread.



After the hot day, evening greys gently: a gradual deepening.




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