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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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Wednesday 21 June 2023

Cold!...


Cold! For me it's a source of pain, of 

sorrow: that ache in the bones, in

the very marrow. I wake 

and weep when it invades 

my sleep. As a child,

oh that was wild:

I could faint!

Still can’t

stand ...

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