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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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Sunday 19 March 2023

The book is written ...

The book is written.

Now I feel bereft.


The editor, careful midwife, 

made everything ready, 

told me, ‘Time to push!’


The child still needs to be dressed

for going out into the world beyond.

The cover artist is at work on an image.

The cover designer awaits collaboration.


I reach for the next tale / seed to nurture. 

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