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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, 29 November 2023

I bring home ...

 

I bring home, from cocktails for two

with my friend ‘the other Rosemary’,

(we are each that to each other)

the leftover guacamole, home-made.

The hummus, we agreed, would be hers.


We looked out over her view of trees.

Her little dog insisted on being patted.

We aired and shared our different views,

admitting them to each other frankly,

with perfect, good-humoured acceptance.


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