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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 26 August 2023

As the season changes ...

 

As the season changes 

we feel unsettled, my cat and me.

The only redress is tactile:

on cold nights having each other 

to cling to and cuddle.




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