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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 19 October 2023

Age is for ...


Age is for 

reminiscence. I think 

of times with 

Andrew. Or with 

Bill. And years 

of various friends.

‘The things we 

did,’ I say 

to myself in 

wonder. ‘Oh, such 

things we did!’




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