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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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Saturday, 3 June 2023

A Meeting of the LitChix


We scatter our words across the table,

spill them into each other’s ears –

those words which overflow in the moment

from our pleasure in being together,

and those we wrote down this last month

and now read aloud to mutual delight.


It’s rare, now, that we need to point out

where an alteration might be desirable.

We’re all getting to be such improved writers! 

And we hear more and more acutely, listen deeper.


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